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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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6:38 PM, Laugh It Off, Let It Go.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Hello i'm working on my writing portfolio. I know i'm so lame. No wait, its not lame. I'm going through quite a bit and this makes me want to write. All i wanna do is write, write, write. I'm proud that i didn't complain to anyone at all about what hell the past days had been. Its so much easier to keep it in and to talk to yourself in your own room, than to risk it all by telling someone else. I'm not saying none of my dear friends can be trusted. But sometimes, (agree with me), some things are best kept a secret. Right? So i'm bloody proud of me for shutting up. Well done, Natt. Ok thanks, shut up. So once i'm done with the portfolio, i'll post the link here somewhere. And you guys can sift through it (if you're interested, that is). What a great idea, yeah? "I'm a writer, i write for a living". Ooooh, i like how that sounds. Hope i can say that finally, some day. Ok bye, brb. :D
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