amoreux...

c'est ELLE... pas il.

je l'aime aussi... mais, trop moins qu'elle.

Elle est, parfait.
Mignonne, unique, epicee, et elle m'ecoute... heh.. c'est terrible, n'est pas?
je souhaite qu'elle était le mien.

il est... un enigma...
je ne sais pas.
il est merveilleux et drôle.
je souhaite qu'il était le mien aussi.

pourquoi???
amoreux est pas bien!
=(

what is love??

baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me... no more :P

I love/like (them).
.....I think.....

Or am I just going through the motions of being in love???
Maybe I just want someone to love me. Do I really like them the way I say I do, and think I do?

Hmm. *ponders*

Me.

I lie, sometimes.

But usually I correct myself before someone believes me. The whole "wait, no, that's a lie." thing.. awkward, but I'm getting better.
I'm not a pathological liar, it's just.. they slip out now and then.

I can't hate people.

The grudges I have held have faded away..
I still... "Strongly Dislike" you people. Not because of what happened then, but for the way you act now.

I reflect on myself a lot.

Obviously.

I waste my talents.

On cartoons and sugar, and video games.
I don't even think I have any talent anymore.



I'm not straight, bisexual, or lesbian.

I'm pansexual. It's a word, for all you who look at this (1 person says they do so far x]), and it doesn't mean I am attracted to cookware. Look it up.




I have an odd fetish.
Heh, but that's a secret, only for my knowledge =P
androginy... it's sexy, on guys and girls.
Brian Moloko... *drool*

If I had the chance to change one part of my whole life....
I'd have taken band in seventh grade, ohyeah. It would've changed SO MUCH.


I would never ask to redo my dad's suicide.
Because I would be a completely different person today... And I don't think I'd like myself if I was that different.


I do not believe I will live past eighteen, most days.
Sometimes I think I'll live to thirty, but those are good days. If things go smoothly, maybe I'll last longer xD

Thoughts about stuff. (long)

Three people (letssee.. 1.2.3... I think there's three.).
Three people I trust, Three people who I know will help me if I need it....
My secret.The one that'll make life so much different.
Change it for good? or for bad? idk.

But it's like, a secret.
And I feel bad about not telling anyone, but I'm not like, ready.
Ehh..

OMFGWTFBBQ!I feel pretty today. =]
Pretty with jewelry and makeup and a new shirt.
chyeahh Son.
I wanna dance. And sing, and scream like nobody hears me.

Usually I feel ugly, especially after a relapse. (3 times... ) but it's like, yeahhh!
Like I'm proud, it's been almost 2 months since my last one.
they make me feel pretty...?
Hypocryte."

Couples who don't promise to last forever always seem to get caught-up in the moment, and loose track of time. Then BANG, it's forever, and it's been wonderful. While the couples who promise to last forever are just waiting for forever to come."



~ I wrote that.
I believe in it 100%

When my book's published, all the people who read my blog who read my book will know it was me.
Woosh.
I wrote that?? I feel like Sara Dessen or something, like that's a line everybody's gonna know.


Another secret. Whispered.
Through the lips of the fallen. Eclipsed.
In the tears of the broken. Spread.
Through the veins of tomorrow. Coveted.
By the weak and the scilenced.

eghghhga.. i'll finish that later. I can edit this thing can't I?