whatsername4892
I swear, my mind is a tangled mess, all the time! Sometimes, I think I'm schizophrenic, or at least have some kind of mental disorder because I can never keep my thoughts or 'to do' list straight. But if my mind weren't tangled and it was always straight forward, life wouldn't be as fun, right? The puzzle that is my mind makes my life a challenge, and makes everything interesting
I was all by myself in a darkroom Friday night. Mom and Dad had left for Maine to visit Grandma in the hospital. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang. BUZZ. I answered, "Hello," but all I heard was the screeching of an old woman.
Cliche much?
I sat alone in the darkroom.
It scared me oh so much
I cried, and laughed and went crazy
and such and such and such
I grabbed a clutch
You're so dutch
in the dark, dark room.
Yeah.
It's a dark room. Much, lucther0ahoei