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"you were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass. but the way i saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew."i'm erica (lynn); sixteen & in grade twelve. the one way to make me hate you is to mess with anyone that i care about. i have a big heart & i forgive far too easily for my own good, but i can be a heinous bitch if i don't know any better. i'm overly serious & a total kid all at once. basically i'm a walking contradiction, & i won't be changing any time soon.
you should probably be made aware that i'm the biggest diet coke addict. ever. i can outdrink you in aspartame any day, fool. i have a really big weakness for ice cream even though i'm slightly lactose intolerant. that's why they invented pills, yes. i try to surround myself with bright colours to make myself happy. my room is lime green with hot pink & neon blue everywhere. i have polka-dotted curtains, powerpuff girls sheets, & a carebears calendar. i indulge in cute childish things & fashion magazines full of things i can't afford, or that i even really want. i like confusing people.
there are three things in life that i can't stand: math, chicken, & shoes. i wear flipflops almost soon as it's above ten degrees, & i go barefoot whenever possible. i've hiked up & down mountains for hours with nothing on my feet. & you know what? it's worth the mud between my toes.
i breathe poetry & music. sylvia plath & e.e. cummings are some of my favourites. any book by francesca lia block has made me cry at some point. i strongly advise you to turn off the tv & go read sometime. it's always fun to vicariously live a fairy tale.
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