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Alotta my pals say that I am pretty random, and i like to think out side of the box alot. Im pretty crazy but not in the straight jacket sorta way ya kno. I like to send letters to my friends cuz everyone likes to get real mail every once and a while. I also like to leave messages on answering machines. Those are a few joys in my life. Another joy in my life is my friends. They put happy into my life just being there. They are my favorite people and I would do anything for them. There are many other joys in my life such as my dog and writing. There are sum downs too but the good stuff makes up for it. Ya can't let the bad bring ya down too much bcuz then life gets a little harder everyday cuz its just bringin ya down. Movin on, Im kinda spastic and goofy and thats aways fun. I like to have fun and smile and have a good time. I'm never usually serious but sometimes I am when I write. Other than that, I usually am never serious cuz its just not me. It would just be weird. But hey I'm weird too and sponaneous so ya never know what to expect outta me I am just a firecracker that just never stops goin. Ya think the pop stops but no it keeps on goin. I can also be refered to as spark plug cuz i dunno i guess im sparky but okay. Thats about all the main stuff, you'll learn the rest in time.
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Ink glides the surface of my bedside notebook
as I anxiously scribble in the dark Each word turns mute once it hits the paper Screaming for another way out I'm just a writer looking for a way to express these thoughts I don't know how to say And you're right in front of me I'm at a loss of words I trace "I love you" in the air But I don't think you heard This voice becomes muted on a silent sheet of paper My thoughts are screaming Let me be heard Yet it's muffled by my frightened heart Beating at a flightier speed My pulse is becoming too quick to read A steady line goes across the screen As I watch you walk away from me Thinking nothing more than what you did before ----- A few hours and 17 cups later... Oh what a nice cup of tea I ponder as I breathe in the lovely aroma I pour in the steaming water and I watch the bag bleed causing flowery colors to swirl alternating from pink to red as the flavor sets I take my first sip and sigh in contentment Oh what a nice cup of tea ----- Someone called my cell. I don't recognize the number. I've been trying to figure it out for about 2 hours now. I could just call it back I suppose. But then again, it could be someone who called the wrong number. That's happened to me twice already. So I'm contemplating calling this person back. Hummm... Fuck dude. Voicemail...voicemail dammit. I just remembered to check my voicemail and I figured out who it was. Damn dude. I need to make some calls. I'm hella bored and in need off a good time. Love to all Jenny at 6:46 PM
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