It's kind of interesting the day you sit down and try to figure out exactly, "Who am I?" and try to put it to words. I can ask 20 of my friends who they think I am, and i will get 20 different answers. but i guess only i know the answer to that question.
sometimes i wear my hair in a ponytail and i slink around my house in flannel pj's. i drink Kool-aid and eat all the marshmallows out of a box of Lucky Charms. I watch old sappy movies and i color... yes, i color. i cuddle with my cats, and i gossip on the phone for hours with my best friend. i order pizza and have it delivered, and i put off all the things i have to do for another day.
sometimes i wear my hair straight, and i dont start a conversation with anyone. when people talk to me, i'm blunt, and brief. i ignore my roommates. i'm not my usual self. i give one-word answers and avoid eye-contact. I slam doors and lock myself in my room. I have no reason to be a bitch... but its just the way i feel like being. i'm bothered by the rest of the world.
sometimes i curl my hair and wear sparkles. i glam it up and dress myself in outfits that cost me my whole paycheck. i go out and buy new shoes that i will only wear once, and i charge things that i dont need, like stickers, bracelets, fuzzy socks, and nailpolish. i wear lipstick and curl my eyelashes. i flirt with everyone, and drive my car fast. i smile, i laugh, i hug. i dance in my kitchen, and give piggy-back rides, and i sip hot green tea.
i analyze myself a lot. i cry for no reason. i'm very hard on myself. i'm picky... i dont like sauce on my spaghetti, and i dont like dressing on my salad. i dont like any toppings on my pizza. people say i'm plain, but i dont think i am. i have 11 stuffed animals in my car and i'm addicted to Wild Berries Life Savers. I am afraid of the dark and spiders but i would jump off a mountain any day and i have a fascination with an abandoned hotel in my city. I walk barefoot almost everywhere i go, and i sleep with my head at the foot of my bed. when i go out to eat, i HAVE to sit on the outside of the booth or else i get claustrophic. i dont like meat but i'm not a vegetarian. i almost never wear a matching pair of socks, and i only wear pastel eyeshadow, i think earth tones are boring.
i dress up my cats. i name my stuffed animals. i wish on plastic glowy stars, and i cant sleep with socks on. i never answer questions directly, and i often ramble about nothing. i'm afraid of my basement. i dont know how to do laundry.
who am i.
i am a girl who is lost in herself. the house that i've lived in for the past year and a half has never really felt like home. i'm still scared to sleep alone, the house is never warm enough, something is always falling apart. my bills are always late, and my cats dont let me get nearly enough sleep. i had my heart broken and cant seem to move on with my life. i think the world is against me sometimes, and i feel like i have no one. i am terrible at keeping in touch with people, but then i gripe when people forget to call me. i look forward to friday nights because i've reclaimed somewhat of a nitelife, and i missed dancing until the sun comes up... but yet it drains me for a whole week, and depresses me when the music stops.
i'm sick of watching all these old movies, but i owe $50 in late fees at Blockbuster. i love my job but i hate not being appreciated. i hate being taken advantage of. i hate being naive and everyone knowing it. i hate that when i eat at KFC i feel FAT. i hate the way my house is always a mess and someone is always pissed off about something. i hate that i just went shopping 4 days ago and there are no Eskimo Pies left.
i like to walk in the rain, but i am afriad to drive in the rain. i like to make snow angels, but i dont have a backyard anymore. the first thing i do when i'm at a hotel is jump on the bed. when i go grocery shopping, i eat grapes but dont pay for them. i hate the way people stare at my tongue barbell when i'm talking, it REALLY pisses me off, but i keep it in because it feels too weird to NOT have it in. i sleep with 8 pillows, and i know when one of them is missing. i have had my VCR for 4 years and i still dont know how to program it to tape something. i live on popsicles and i dont see anything wrong with that.
i take happy pills, i like cucumber melon shampoo and i have seen the movie 54 about 2000 times. i am in love with Ryan Phillippe and i have a passion for polar bears. My most prized posession is my electric blanket, and i never know what day of the week it is.
that's me. nothing interesting.
who are you?
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E-girl
IM: tiggersgurl2067
"There's a part of me, that i forgot to be. Take a look and see, the light still shines in me." ~~ Milk, Inc.
sometimes i wear my hair in a ponytail and i slink around my house in flannel pj's. i drink Kool-aid and eat all the marshmallows out of a box of Lucky Charms. I watch old sappy movies and i color... yes, i color. i cuddle with my cats, and i gossip on the phone for hours with my best friend. i order pizza and have it delivered, and i put off all the things i have to do for another day.
sometimes i wear my hair straight, and i dont start a conversation with anyone. when people talk to me, i'm blunt, and brief. i ignore my roommates. i'm not my usual self. i give one-word answers and avoid eye-contact. I slam doors and lock myself in my room. I have no reason to be a bitch... but its just the way i feel like being. i'm bothered by the rest of the world.
sometimes i curl my hair and wear sparkles. i glam it up and dress myself in outfits that cost me my whole paycheck. i go out and buy new shoes that i will only wear once, and i charge things that i dont need, like stickers, bracelets, fuzzy socks, and nailpolish. i wear lipstick and curl my eyelashes. i flirt with everyone, and drive my car fast. i smile, i laugh, i hug. i dance in my kitchen, and give piggy-back rides, and i sip hot green tea.
i analyze myself a lot. i cry for no reason. i'm very hard on myself. i'm picky... i dont like sauce on my spaghetti, and i dont like dressing on my salad. i dont like any toppings on my pizza. people say i'm plain, but i dont think i am. i have 11 stuffed animals in my car and i'm addicted to Wild Berries Life Savers. I am afraid of the dark and spiders but i would jump off a mountain any day and i have a fascination with an abandoned hotel in my city. I walk barefoot almost everywhere i go, and i sleep with my head at the foot of my bed. when i go out to eat, i HAVE to sit on the outside of the booth or else i get claustrophic. i dont like meat but i'm not a vegetarian. i almost never wear a matching pair of socks, and i only wear pastel eyeshadow, i think earth tones are boring.
i dress up my cats. i name my stuffed animals. i wish on plastic glowy stars, and i cant sleep with socks on. i never answer questions directly, and i often ramble about nothing. i'm afraid of my basement. i dont know how to do laundry.
who am i.
i am a girl who is lost in herself. the house that i've lived in for the past year and a half has never really felt like home. i'm still scared to sleep alone, the house is never warm enough, something is always falling apart. my bills are always late, and my cats dont let me get nearly enough sleep. i had my heart broken and cant seem to move on with my life. i think the world is against me sometimes, and i feel like i have no one. i am terrible at keeping in touch with people, but then i gripe when people forget to call me. i look forward to friday nights because i've reclaimed somewhat of a nitelife, and i missed dancing until the sun comes up... but yet it drains me for a whole week, and depresses me when the music stops.
i'm sick of watching all these old movies, but i owe $50 in late fees at Blockbuster. i love my job but i hate not being appreciated. i hate being taken advantage of. i hate being naive and everyone knowing it. i hate that when i eat at KFC i feel FAT. i hate the way my house is always a mess and someone is always pissed off about something. i hate that i just went shopping 4 days ago and there are no Eskimo Pies left.
i like to walk in the rain, but i am afriad to drive in the rain. i like to make snow angels, but i dont have a backyard anymore. the first thing i do when i'm at a hotel is jump on the bed. when i go grocery shopping, i eat grapes but dont pay for them. i hate the way people stare at my tongue barbell when i'm talking, it REALLY pisses me off, but i keep it in because it feels too weird to NOT have it in. i sleep with 8 pillows, and i know when one of them is missing. i have had my VCR for 4 years and i still dont know how to program it to tape something. i live on popsicles and i dont see anything wrong with that.
i take happy pills, i like cucumber melon shampoo and i have seen the movie 54 about 2000 times. i am in love with Ryan Phillippe and i have a passion for polar bears. My most prized posession is my electric blanket, and i never know what day of the week it is.
that's me. nothing interesting.
who are you?
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E-girl
IM: tiggersgurl2067
"There's a part of me, that i forgot to be. Take a look and see, the light still shines in me." ~~ Milk, Inc.
