I've been collecting: needles, razor blades, daggers, knives, swords and samurais...tnite, they actually come quite useful...i store them so deep into my heart (if any left), accompany by my downer collection in i-Tunes, the very same time I'm typing these...it just felt reely good*, i wish i can be like other people who can just cry their heart out (if any left)...I DON'T CRY...over my own problems...i cried when my monitor ate my owl tho, so, when a guy said to me once "you don't have a heart do you?"...he was wrong, i do have, not much (if any left), definitely could use some of my writer fren's fancy words now...i want a fancy imitation life and put it in box, a glass, wdnt it be nice to look at when lightning strikes?
*mandy thinks am being a drama queen now
- wh
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cry isn't always about tears.. it's how you put your (mostly sad) emotion on something or someone... sounds like a real wise-ass, aren't I?
well..mr. ordinary...read my next post!
-wh
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