Another night of self pity.
Profile

Photobucket

I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there. I do not die.

I am me.

Tag

Links

  • My Past
  • Tarot
  • Bird's
  • Bob's
  • Bya's
  • Jas Michelle's
  • Jas Tay's
  • Janise's
  • Rach's
  • Remy's
  • Sze's
  • Vera's
  • Historic Moments


    MusicPlaylist
    Music Playlist at MixPod.com

    Tuesday, March 06, 2007, 8:32 AM

    Preparing for a prom is the world most biggest stress.
    I have to wear a dress. I do not owe one.
    I got to wear super high heels. I am afraid I will fall.
    I do not have clutches. I do not have time to do my hair.





    Hell, I hate prom.

    Looking at the reflection, a over-weight bulky girl with ugly complexion stared back at me.
    Her face is bloating and had two prominent scars across the cheek.
    She is at her worst.

    Darn it!