|i want you to know me the way i know myself (part I)
||[Mar. 28th, 2004|11:53 pm]
the lonely shepherd
|||||everything and anything i love||]|
She doesn't really look fourteen.
She has dark red dyed hair, pale skin, and eyes that look brown but are really if you look close enough, hazel, because sometimes they're green. She's talkative, maybe a little nervous. You don't know her and she doesn't know you, so it makes for slightly awkward conversation. She'll try to see if you have common interests, if you'd really be at her level or above. According to the "No Child Left Behind" Act, every child is on the same page, but if you're not on hers, you'll both see it soon and a friendship between you probably won't grow into anything that special.
Everything she wears is from the same store, Express, and all she reads these days are random intellectual books from Barnes & Noble that are generally really out there. Maybe she wants it to be easy for you to box her in, to affix a label she can't shake off to her, but no matter how good your label is, it will never fit her because people have more than two sides, and she looks different every way you look at her.
( me, myself, & i (personal-ish, so read on only if you want)Collapse )
This is just part I and I might continue this if I feel the need to put myself on a computer screen without pictures again. This is public because I don't see why people considering friending me shouldn't read this. I don't want them to think I'm someone I'm not. This is, I hope, an accurate representation of who I am. Maybe when I read this over at a time other than midnight on a school night I'll be able to say for sure.
Good night. Bonne nuit. Buenos noches. Etcetera.
Remember: I think, therefore I am. I learned that in math class, suprisingly. I think it was Descartes or someone. I don't remember exactly who said that. It's quite true though.