I have always been a little shy.
I wish I still had imaginary friends.
People make no sense to me.
"Blast you fiend" -Penelope Pistol
Prince Charmings are better left in fairytales.
The only sport I understand is football.
I think love is a drug.
I don't know how to react when people cry.
Looking at clouds make me complete.
Sometimes the scattered clouds remind me of Magnetic Wooly Willy's hair.
I wish I could unravel all of History's Mysteries.
I tend to have too much to dream at night.
I want a huge library filled with all the books ever written.
I want to be a mommy more than anything in the world.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
brake... stop sign.
I am scared of the dark.
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