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Boston, Massachussetts, United States
I'm not limited to the blank canvas I was born as. My life is an eclectic melange of vivid colour. I float in a sea of multifarious musings, ranging from worlds of lime green skies and copper stars to winged objects and fairy dust. I am the flirtatiousness of cherry chap-stick, the depths of the cerulean ocean and the violet skies of Monet. I am the brooding dark green of dense foliage, the crimson tint in a blushing girl’s cheeks; the purple of bruised limbs. The complexity of my thoughts keeps evolving, I grow and shrink alternately. I cannot be contained or restrained. The French language is my drug and acne is my worst enemy. I laugh a little too much and am a romantic in the extreme sense. I’m likely to steal the stars from the sky, but my aims remain grounded in reality. I can’t be pigeonholed into a single stereotype, because all labels apply to me at different points in time.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Flashes

"Doesn't she look out of place in that red dress?"
"Something wrong about that brown hair -"
"And that silver bracelet-like thing. What is up with that?"
"What is she even doing here?"

Saturday, December 19, 2009.
Dear Diary,
Sometimes I feel so unnecessary.


To-do list:
  1. Change cover of Extended Essay. That font isn't working.
  2. Quality versus quantity. World Literature.
  3. Psychology Internal Assessment Second Draft.
  4. Sleeping pills.
  5. Post-it flags  
Unfortunately, we were unable to consider your request. Any inconvenience caused is highly regretted.

Did you really think you'd found somebody? Or did the vodka make you leave with me?


Mais où es-tu ?
Si loin sans même une adresse ?
Et que deviens-tu ?
L'espoir est ma seule caresse
Top 10 Most Played:
1.  Boston - Augustana
2. Toxic Valentine - All Time Low
3. Une Derniere Danse - Kyo
4. The Scientist - Coldplay
5. White Flag - Dido
6. Paralyzer - Finger 11
7. Tonight - FM Static
8. First Time - Lifehouse
9. Wake Me Up When September Ends - Green Day
10. Decembers - Hawthorne Heights
Learning, virtue, piety.

"Don't you remember me?"
"Vaguely, yes."
"I thought so."

PrepGothEmoSceneJockNerdGeekSlutDorkIntellectual?

Friday, April 9, 2010.
Dear Diary,
Undefined. Undefined. Undefined. Undefined.




[Inspired by Carol Shields]

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5 comments:

  1. neonlightsJune 10, 2010 at 12:06 AM

    Dude it's so trippy. :O
    I like it.
    A lot.
    Yeah I read it even though you forbid me too. Pshaw. Like I'd listen. :P

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  2. BeautyInTheBreakdown *June 10, 2010 at 8:13 AM

    Oof ho! Why'd you read it? Now that it has a comment I can't delete it. Thanks haan. :P

    Yeah..I don't know why I wrote it

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  3. silverstalkingsJune 10, 2010 at 7:30 PM

    i love it! its like i entered your secret world of thoughts.
    Dear Diary,
    Sometimes I feel so unnecessary.
    dont we all?

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  4. BeautyInTheBreakdown *June 11, 2010 at 5:52 PM

    Haha. My secret world of thoughts is not always a nice place to be! :P

    But thanks :)

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  5. SrushtiJune 12, 2010 at 2:21 PM

    So well written. <3

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