radougalkins
if i could
i would live on the moon
away from this place
of sorrow.
i was sitting down the other day, sifting through memories collected from the last six years. with the reading of the words i'd written as a thirteen year old i had a flashback of who i once was. it hurt.
fences - so sharp and refined
they keep me from escaping the thoughts in my mind.
i have never met a nun so i don't really know what to say about this. i imagine them being quite cool though, because i watched that movie once and they sang and they danced and they were happy.
i wrote about the word decorated before already, what else is there to say? except that the first and last two letters are the same. heh.
he decorated my life with such insanity, and he didn't even realise. it only took one solid glance from his chesnut eyes for me to realise how madly out of love with him i had become.
my room will be decorated soon. with the best purple wallpaper and the best of stuff. it looks so bare right now and it's quite sad to say goodbye to my old room..
of all the things that can be made in this world, the one thing i treasure is making someone feel happy.
i made chocolate crispie squares the other day, they were the most chocolately and sticky.. yum!
the maid is a lonely one
sitting on her sad old swing
back and forth her thoughts collide