all my beautiful work gone, stupid site _
Okay so i'm actually putting stuff in here again. Not really sure if its a good idea but I will soon find out. What should I really say about myself, I haven't the slightest idea. I like to edit pictures, its a good waste of time. That thing called my blog is full of poems that I write. My good friend Dool (aka Rebecca) says I should go pro but thats just too complicated for me. I also couldn't write enough poems to meet their demands or whatever. I've currently written over a 100 poems in the past few years. I could probably make one book out of it. The thing is, who would really be willing to read my stuff? I mean a lot of it isn't happy go lucky stuff, like one of the latest ones ARTIST. So I highly doubt anyone would really be interested in reading a book of poems by me. Moving on to better things, possibly its not really a guarantee. As you might of seen from my pictures, I like to wear hair falls. I've made a couple pairs myself but i'm not too good at that. Those who can make them really well I give them props. Some people say I have a sense of style and others do not. In reality what does it matter right? If you like what your wearing and feel comfortable then so be it. Your 'style' or lack of does not depend on other people. So far in typing this i've errored more times than i'd like to admit ^_^ I really should update the gif of my babies considering my mastiff has gotten bigger and a couple of those pets are gone. In short until thats updated, I have 4 cats....2 dogs....and a snake. I love them all, even when they drive me insane. There's probably a lot more to me but its not crossing my mind at this current moment. So if your curious about something that I didn't state, leave me a message asking the question. *as things are remembered this will be updated*
My beautiful little girl is here, I love her to death ^_^
-They say i'm just a cheap thrill, I say i'm just a mistake-
My babies ^_^
Every day the pain grows
To know that I can't have you kills
What attracted me to you
What brought me in so close
I'm forced to admire at a distance
I keep hoping that one day i'll feel your touch
It's all just a false thought
You'll just be an addiction out of reach
