“You say your tuff as nails. But nails can be broken if the hammer hits hard enough.”
I used to think love just happened. It doesn't. You have to work for love, no one just hands it out. I hate love. Did you ever think of how perfect the worl would be without it? Without emoitons. No hate, envy, lust, love. It would be perefect. You could go on dancing forever not worrying about anything. But then I guess dancing wouldn't be fun anymore. You wouldn't love it, it would just be an emty moition. That's what I am. I am dancer. I took ballet when I was tweleve. Now I'm fiffteen and I forget almost every step. But I still love it. I have dreams someday I'll finally be able to pay for lessons again. That's why I'm learning the splits, I figure I might as well work on something dance relited until I can. Why do people have to be so darn emotional. I can't see why I lost this friend. Me are her were getting allong so well and then she met this guy. Men. One word can bring so much to mind. I wish me and her could be friends again. I wish that stupid dumb man would just jump off a cliff. I want my friend back. Is getting light at night, life's like that. At first in winter it's terrible and then spring comes along and it gets brighter. I want to be more normal. Not so fearless. That sound conceited. But It's true I would love to go rock climbing right now. I took a class last year, and I was the best. Made it all the way up every wall without stoping. I think it's the rush I get. I love it. There it is again--love. I do feel it. I do.
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Lighter In My Pocket
RomanceHi. This is me. I keep a lighter in my pocket. I can't stop writing. Writing is dangerous. You might just find out who I am. I write what life is REALLY like. Non of that were-wolf and princess bullcrap. I Am real. And this is me.
