femme fatale.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

its realli late n i shld be goin to bed sooner but wadehell, i just cant be bothered man. im turnin 19 soon and im so freaking bored with my life. wad can i say? 19 and tired of living? thats absured rite? but im jus so terribly bored with my life. i need to spice it up a lil. ive realli turned quiet otherwise known as boring. jus spacing out n freakin stoning. eating or sleeping. i'm looking for a purpose. cant seem to find one. jus read mel's blog. aw. im so happy for her. so happy shez having such a great time in nyc. i wish i cld be there too. ive so many ppl around me, yet i feel so alone. man, thats wad uni life has boiled down to. i want the soys ard. to sit w in lectures. to buy me a drink when im having cramps. to share sweater w me when im cold. to bitch. to laugh. to entertain me. to enquire abt hmwk. i need senthil. he'll answer wadehell is goin on during chem. i need the crezzies(janz, div +asha) to jus spurt something realli dumb n make me laugh all over again. life can never be the same again. ive made a resolution. im gonna keep it aloof with senz. dun wanna get too close n den i start dreamin n it starts all over again. jus keep it simple n plain. that way, i wldnt *like* him so much. rejecting is all i do these days anyway. reject donn. reject thuva, reject kailun. reject reject reject. end up all alone like i am now. i see myself a crazy "catwoman" in 50 yrs time. those ladies feeding cats in the void deck cuz they're devoid of any family commitments. sigh. im nt a playa donn. u spoiled my mood callin me that. i hope u drown. look available, be unattainable love.

harshi
and so her story is told@ 7:53 AM

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the Femme

+ and thus, she is named +
+ Age +
0
+ from +
lil red dot on the globe
+ craving for.. +
ice cream and cake
+ hates +
nymphomaniac bitches
+ wishlist +
1.) colored cellphone
2.) new makeup
3.) vacation

Sometimes I love you, sometimes i hate you, but everything i do, is only to get tangled up in you

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Angels from HELL

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My angel
My angel is as perfect as heaven
She is as fiesty as hell
but she is from neither
more precious than any diamond gold and silver
she is weaned by Mother Earth tender

My angel's the colour of sand
With rings of locks that cascade
Frames her lovely smile with which
My heart she takes
Her face as beautiful as dawn
Habours the innocence of a doe-eyed fawn
Big dark eyes that implore
She moves like autumn leaves in fall

My angel's needs no halo
When from inside she glows
The sweetest thing is what she is
Words cant express the way i feel
When you think of her
You think of rainbows
She ignites your soul from deep below

My angel
My past, My future
My ups, My downs
My smiles, My frowns
My all, My everything
When i think of love
I think of you

Thank you- harshini..