Barbie Corpse

She could be forever, here in her tiny world.
Painted eyes, and plastic bones.
I'll respond when spoken to.
I'll smile when expected.
I don't mind if I'm ignored, I don't mind if I'm insulted, and I will never care for what was lost, when it meant nothing at all to me.
I'm tired of pretending to be strong.
I don't care for your feelings.
I don't care for your insults.
I don't care about your opinions on the matter.
I don't care about much.
You don't know me, don't presume to.
You failed to realize that you will never know me, my motives, my choices, my actions, my state of mind, my life.
So basically, you can't form a reasonable argument on that which is unknown.
Whether I choose to go into depth with any decision of mine, is my decision, whether I choose to value anything you say, is my decision.
I'm not entitled to anything.
Your opinion could matter less.
I don't bother with people that have no depth to them
I dislike close minded people.
Blind hatred that lacks motive is disguised ignorance.
I don't talk much.
I don't have anything to offer.
Things are different now.
Everything is profound.
I live a nice life.
Simple as it gets.
I laugh at all the wrong things
Being ill mannered will get you no where.
I'm not one to argue with.
I guarantee I'll make you out like an idiot.
Throw in any excuse to dislike me, I'll live.
I'd like to be so much more than I am.
I wish I didn't say things that sometimes I just don't mean.
I am made up of what I have lived for;
I like bones.
Animal, human, the like.
I like dolls.
I like soft spoken words.
I like human anatomy.
I lose track of time.
I lose track of everything.
I talk to myself.
I talk too fast.
I talk to animals and inanimate objects.
It's depressing.
I am self conscious.
I'll stare at nothing for hours.
I can't be stared at
I love the piano.
I'm interested in anthropology.
Lost societies, cultures, and such.
I like to learn new things.
I study religions.
I like symbology as well.
I've gotten far into the study of dreams.
I like rainy nights.
I like the stillness
I love whispered thoughts.
I like being breathless.
I like amusement parks.
I wear alot of eye makeup.
I actually do alot of reading.
I'm interested in personality disorders, and mind diseases.
I'm into history, and mythology.
Ancient Egypt, and the Renaissance.
I love to visit graveyards.
I'm obsessed with the supernatural.
I have an obsession with the strange.
Her skin stretched across the bones.
And she became the living dead.
I have purpose,
I can make anything nothing.
If it had a name, I would be imperfection in its greatest form.
Knowledge by suffering is attained, and life is perfected by death..
Eternal.
so give it up smooth
aint no telling when im down for a jack move
obviously i haven't heard of windex
my chineese look nothing alike pic
AIM
lovelydollbones
See no evil.
Leave me some scribbles.