I could have a better title.
But I can't sit on my table because there are shoes.
I wonder how it's like to be a shoe.
Being stepped over and over.
Changing socks like socks (it sounded better in my head).
And always have this amazing relationship with the other pair.
And by the way, voice in the head.
I hope you know that I sound like a British man.
My voice is so low that the Snowhite thought I'm another dwarf.
I want one of those sweet voices, ones that you can sing with.
Gal, once complained when I sang.
I like to draw anime and this searching led me to an awful feeling instead of satisfaction.
There was an anime there.
A boy with a rope on his neck, and a girl -I think- is letting him sit on her.
He asks why, and she answer that life would suck without him.
But is it the same thing with me?
I don't believe until it's proven.
And I will not hang myself.
If someone want to die, he should do it in a very creative way.
Dance to die.
Shop till drop.
Or even better.
Hearing Rebecca Black non-stop until you getting insane.
Try to have a deep talk with Snooki.
Become a teacher.
Watch twilight (doesn't count for people who like twilight).
Have a very racist talk with black people, Asian people, one direction.
Go to a one direction/Justin Bieber concert with your girlfriend.
Cheat on your girlfriend.
And somehow... Some when.... someone will do it.
My mom hearing now "Whistle".
My mom prefer to hear songs that encourage tweens to become a whores on crack then songs that can speak to you.
Or at least amuse you.
I'm not speaking on most of my songs.
But she can hear Gronlandic Edit.
Or maybe Panic.
This songs are good.
Music and lyrics and the situation you might to hear them.
My teacher told us that in most clubs the song Panic were played.
It's quite funny because in the song there are children singing "Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj" and the DJ is "Whooaaa!!" and spilling alcohol everywhere.
I hate almost everything the currently happening.
Yali have a boyfriend.
And in case you forgot we are in the 6TH GRADE.
We should to play hide and seek (we actually play it... some of us..) and not kiss each other.
But it all happen from the whores on crack music.
I wonder if those ladies making fun of us.
I keep playing like it's alright.
But it doesn't..
Because it makes no sense.
She is the girlfriend of someone she doesn't even like, and what he called "love" is not getting to the bottom of my relationship with you.
I don't know you.
So I hope you understand how much he "love" her.
But...
I am satisfied,
Hiding in my friends apartment.
Only leaving once a day,
To buy some groceries.
I'm addict to Gronlandic Edit,
I love the voice, the funny lyrics.
All the church is fulled with losers, psychos, or confused.
And the music.
But still there is a slight sign of a whores on crack thing.
But even the video shows it -directly- so it's okay.
I just hate rappers.
and the always remind me rapers.
Sometimes I wish I could blush.
I can't blush.
But it have a good side.
No one can know it, but me and my blood in my cheeks that beats so violently.
And no one can know when the run I just had was a very intensive sport.
It's maybe another reason why I'm so good at lying.
Nobody can see I'm getting nervous and see I'm lying.
I have different soul.
I've experienced more then I expected to do until I'll be twelve.
I've didn't ever expected what have happened in the last 3 years.
Such a massive take over.
From boys to girls,
from girls to myself,
from myself to others,
from others to the web
from the web to the girls,
from the girls to Gal,
from Gal to Maya,
From Maya to myself.
And with all the personality changing.
I'll tell what I want I really really want,
So tell me what you want what you really really want.
It's a better song then whores-on-crack.
From tomboy to girly,
from girly, to slutty,
from slutty to a social butterfly,
From social butterfly to a happy girl,
from a happy girl to a girly,
from girly to emo -my definition- ,
from emo to psycho,
from psycho to a liar,
From liar to emo,
From emo for the personality I own right now.
I have a problem of teenager,
Everyday I can like or hate something. It's a matter of seconds.
I used to like pop, then to Avril Lavigne, then I loved nicki minaj, and now absolutely rock.
I think I like rock because this is the my favorite kind of music that can scream better and louder then me.
I am loud.
I can compete with opera singers.
So now it's noon and my brother pissing me off.
I want to try to figure what is Monster high.
I want (or have?) to find another show in my type.
My type is animation, about teens, and if I like it it's becoming a part of my favs.
For you, I love pokemon (I gotta train Cherry -my chermeleon- and my Pikachu) and I love code lyoko and since I was seven I had a crush on Ulrich.
I love avatar,but the one with Ang because I didn't really liked Korra.
I love spongebob, Invader Zim (I wanted to adopt Gir), I like Danny Phantom, and the short cartoon on Nickolodeon, with the doodle thing and this freddie.
I am a child in me!
Water bending out!
Berries, survivors.
I hope you'll make it.
