Dammit. I hate being sick. Grah.
I threw up last night, which just sucks to the max times fifty. Grah.
Oh well, fuck it. Here's an update that didn't work because my computer was being retarded, but I want you all to see it because I worked hard on it.
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You can tell from the scars on my arms and the cracks in my hips and the dents in my car and the blisters on my lips that I'm not the carefullest of girls
You can tell from the glass on the floor and the strings that are breaking and I keep on breaking more and it looks like I am shaking but it's just the temperature then again if it were any colder I could disengage if I were any older I would act my age but I don't think that you'll believe
IT'S NOT THE WAY I'M MEANT TO BE IT'S JUST THE WAY THE OPERATION MADE ME
You can tell from the state of my room that they let me out too soon and the pills that I ate came a couple years too late and I've got some issues to work through
There I go again
Pretending to be you
Make believing that I have a soul beneath the surface trying to convince you it was accidentally on purpose
I am not so serious this passion is a plagiarism I might join your century but only on a rare occasion I was taken out before the labor pains set in and now
Behold the world's worst accident
i am the girl anachronism
You can tell by the red in my eyes and the bruises on my thighs and the knots in my hair and the bathtub full of flies that I'm not right now at all
There I go again
Pretending that I'll fall
Don't call the doctors, they've seen it all before, they'll say
"JUST LET HER CRASH AND BURN SHE'LL LEARN
THE ATTENTION JUST ENCOURAGES HER"
And you can tell from the full body cast that you're sorry that you asked that you did everything you could like any decent person would but I might be catching so don't touch just don't believe that you're ammune to gravity and stuff don't get me wet because the bandages will all come off
You can tell from the smoke at the stake that the current state is critical
Well it is the little things for instance
In the time it takes to break it she could make up 10 excuses
PLEASE EXCUSE HER FOR THE DAY IT'S JUST THE WAY THE MEDICATION MAKES HER
I don't necessarily believe there is a cure for this so I might join your century but only as a doubtful guest I was too precarious removed as a cecarion
Behold the world's worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM
Is it sad that I relate to that song? I really hope not. Here is all that has happened to me in the past few days:
1. Performed in play. It rocked. Lots of people have been coming up to me in the hallways at school telling me that I did a great job.
2. Decided that I need more sleep
3. Became completely and totally addicted to
The Dresden Dolls (Everyone should go check these sexy biatches out. Unless you're afraid of dolls. Then don't visit their website. It will make you shit your pants.)
4. Have made all of my friends completely addicted to the Dresden Dolls.
5. Have convinced myself to do my eyebrows like the girl from the Dresden Dolls.
Loves to all. For now.
----natalie