I think we'd better clear a few things up before I started.
I have only two pieces of advice for the youth of today (which just so happens to include...me!)
1. Take oppurtunity around the neck and throttle it for all it's worth as, truthfully, sometimes a moment just passes you by.
and do not I repeat DO NOT eat yellow umbrellas on wednesdays!
Yes, thankyou, I am aware i just said after I said 1.
So I really don't have much to offer to those looking for a satisfying political debate as i'm only an honest 15 year old girl with a quirky love for the drummer who smokes weed.
Of course, he doesn't understand that I like him as, truthfully he's always to damn stoned!
On the topic of drummers, I swear to god, it's no stereotype. Seriously, some of them are as dumb as you've heard.
Has anyone apart from me ever noticed how hot some drummers look when they play? omg!
So I guess (if you've read any of my poems) you're wondering where the arty soul who writes meaningful poetry has gone? well some days I am real smart and can write okay poetry and other days i'm a total crunchie and can't write for shit!
I dyed my hair black. It used to be poo brown (before I dyed it when I was like 10. I swear my mother is a fashion slave!). I cut it really short too. But it's growning longer now! I can put it in a ponytail!
I just realised how fickle I can be. Shit i've got myself all depressed now.

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on Sep 12, 2004
Of course, he doesn't understand that I like him as, truthfully he's always to damn stoned!


I thought it had to be about a boy!!