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Are ya' ready kids?
Sarah is what you'll call me.
Music. Just. Is.
I write words, and I sing in the shower.
I color on my walls and try not to come across as average.
I make silly faces and I'd love to make you laugh.
I tend to dance through my house at random.
Don't judge, just clap at the end and give me flowers.
I hate change. You could even say it terrifies me.
I've been told that I'm creative.
"I'm gonna remember to remember to forget you forgot me."
I can be weird.
But when you think about it, who isn't?
Fact: If people stand in a circle long enough,
eventually they'll begin to dance.
I want to see a starry sky.
p.s. i'm not your normal girl.
i'm something completely different.
((let's be dj's with our headphones and do the loony goony dance))
♠ ♥ ♣ ♦
{kitchuun}
•◘•◘•you would be the one to headbang to elevator music•◘•◘•
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BTW!!: I accept all requests. Friend requests, group invites, the works =]
the following was written by ME, so no stealing... =_=
unless you ask nicely of course.
but then again i'll still say no.
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enjoy ^_^!
sitting in the dark.
i hear whispers, and i feel something tickling my arm.
i feel surrounded in this empty dark.
i feel
a shadow.
it lingers.
seeping down the wall, it spirals at my feet.
it swerves around my shoelaces, and crawls up my leg.
it finds it's way inside my head.
and all i see is dark,
in a room full of darkness.
i trust this shadow
i call it friend.
i've known this shadow,
that lingers inside my head.
the shadow that clouds my eyes.
my eyes won't ever adjust to this dark.
not with this shadow
that lingers.
so here i sit,
in a room full of dark.
here i sit,
and there's something tickling my arm.
i feel surrounded
i feel a dream coming on
i feel.
a shadow
that lingers deep inside my head.
it blinds me
from who it really it is.
it stops me from seeing
truth.
meet the happy robot [@.@]
he is a doodle of mine =]
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