this is my christmas blouse. i am most excited to wear it for the twenty-fifth. with a star around my neck too!
oh, the moon was out tonight, hung so low along the horizon, a golden yellow, the crevices & indents so prominent. it truly was a sight. &MY! how people cannot appreciate it! how amazing it was to me! something beautiful, just dismissed! oh, what a shame! i truly do not know how creative people make it. for the ignorance others hold in the art department is truly poor! i cannot help but be astounded! do you understand what i mean? what if i don't want to match? & all of you think it is alright that your socks are not paired correctly. so what can i not wear shoes that don't match my dress? is it a crime to be different? i understand my hair is a wretched mess, but it belongs to me, for it grows out of my head! can i not have it the way i want?
i feel to horrid lately. i am slipping back into the days. the days i feel no one understands who i am. that i do everything with reason. oh, what a pity people only look with eyes half closed & mind not open!
i am distressed, i apologize. & i do not wish to hamper on anyone's spirits. i just want to be loved is all. & how silly, i am hardly deprives of it. perhaps i am just ranting? oh yes, very much so. it is like hermione on spew! hah ha! i do miss my potter... mm, yes. well, if you do read this, i hope you realize my mind is hardly as deep as a ditch. how awful! i must sound like a petulant thirteen year old! i am not thirteen, i am a very very precocious fifteen year old.
oh am i? do tell. your answer excited me.
Dec 13, 2008
yours truly elle at 8:52 PM