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Just wrote my URL on the back of a five dollar bill. I spent it and now it's on the move. Lets see if anyone actually checks out my tumblr with that.
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5 Dollar Bill
Just wrote my URL on the back of a five dollar bill. I spent it and now it's on the move. Lets see if anyone actually checks out my tumblr with that.
I have decided to try writing fan-fics again. Let's see how this goes....
Time for a profile update! XD
Or maybe not.... the internet here should be shot and dragged out in the street, then shot again, run over 50x and then buried...
So last year, my Junior year, I meet this foreign exchange student who was going to my school. She was in a class below me, didn't speak English very well, and was very different from the other Chinese students. I grew very close to her and I only talked to her. I helped her with her English and she helped me with some Chinese. I did everything with her. I even invited her to my birthday party that I had. We had a sleepover in a tent at my house. Then, the home she was staying in, the people who were running the foreign exchange student home, they were causing harm to the girls the next year, my Senior year. So, my friend had to leave because she couldn't take it anymore. I feel really different now that I don't see her. I'm really sad about walking down the halls in my school and not seeing her smiling eyes. I just wish I could talk to her now, especially since I'm graduating tonight.
What am I?
I am pointless...
I am alone...
I am invisible...
I am a question...
I am nothing...
I am a person though
I am worthless to you
I am breathing
I have a heart
I am broken
I am gone
Life as I know it....
Gone.
I have no purpose. I am useless.
Invisible.
You can't see me? Why?
I try...
But it's too late. I'm gone....
I Wish...
It would be really cool if I could actually do something to make people pay attention to me. I feel very invisible and awkward. I hate it. The only thing I have going for me is my love for Korea, my love for languages, and my love for music.
I'm not talented at all. I'm not special. I guess people have a reason NOT to like me. Uggh.... I just want to be noticed. What do I have to do to be noticed though? Take slutty pictures of myself? Do something that is a "real talent"? Cut myself?
O.O
Wow.... sometimes, I feel like my mind is that of a mental person. Sometimes I just get the feeling that I should do something that is totally out of the question. For example: everyday at my school, we go to the auditorium for either Bible class or chapel and every time I look up at the stage, my eyes are drawn to the drum set. I have to resist the urge to go up there and pound on those puppies. Other times, I'll see a really hawt Asian boy and I'll just want to grab him by the face and start making out with him. My mind is screwed up, right? lol I have issues, right?