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Picky_Pinky_Stephy
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Name: Stephanie Country: United States State: New York Metro: Buffalo Birthday: 5/21/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: ShOoPiNg, ShOoPiNg, TaNnInG, HaNgInG By BeAcH, CoOkInG 4 SoMeOnE I LiKe, LoVe, MoViEs, MuSiC, TrAvElInG, RoAd TrIp, MaKiNg MySeLf LoOk GoOd lol, ReLaXiNg, HaViN FuN, HaNg OuT W/ ClOsE FrIeNdS. Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
1/26/2005
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| It's just so hard to find someone to talk to. I wish u are still here! Friends come and go. Maybe I should never expect too much from someone cuz that's how I got hurt. But I'm so glad that there are still some good friends who cares about me and are true to me!! Thanks to Phoebe, Ann, Vicky, Dan ...and Pei although you are no longer in Buff. I'd be miserable w/o u guys. LOVE YA'LL!! | | |
| Dannggg.. i HATE new layout! (Stop makin' me type a title dat I dunt have.) Nothing to feel. Maybe there is no such thing as emotion. Am I sad, glad, or mad? Sometimes I dunno what I feel. I breathe in and out just like everyone else does. I sit, I walk, I read. Thoughts crash into each other, crowd each other and then defined us, distinguish us. But I still dunt understand- The unseen world of sensation and emotion. Would you mind showing me?
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| The world appears behind a sheet of glass. I try to get through.
I can see your lips moving, but I cannot hear what you're saying.
I keep moving to know I am alive. The air softs my skin, reminds me of longings. I walk, I eat, I try to make sense of things, move stuff around , put clouds, shoes, people in rows, in categories. Patterns made the world tolerable.
I dress carefully for everyday, I try to belong, to fit in a group of people called friends.
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| It has been 2 months since last entry. Oh well, I deleted all my old entries...now I dunno what to begin with. >.<
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