we melt in your mouth
oh,the gloomy girl who sighs a lot?
yes,i'm her.
hi.mei here.well duh obviously [bunks head on the pc desk].im one weird,psychedelic and most likely a danger prone kinda girl.did i make the least possible sense?i like irony,but in my opinion,sarcasm is waaay better.i can definitely blame mtv for ruining my life for it ruined my bands.hell yea im being selfish about bands.they're mine. and u cant do anything about it[sticks tongue out].my world revolves around music,im the world's biggest sucker for killer lyrics and underground bands.my heart flutters for music to dance to,to get there and get by,to stop time,to escape from complexities of life and to do the punch drunk love coz i just rock like that.im a self-proclaimed musician as i know how to distinguish do from re and mi.im slowly climbing the stairs to rockstardom.in your face you blood-sucking creeps!wtf am i saying?anywho.i pride myself as a writer coz words kickass.its weird how pieces of words sewn together make one's perspective be wickedly different from what u thought before - how they change you're life with one shot.and the way they come so straightforward.that is just amazing.call me a word nerd hun.this missy's all time fave word is breathe - an undeniably striking at the same time humble and simple word. i despise capital letters because i hate the inferiority complex.they somehow stand out more than the lowercased ones and its in my principle to make everything equal - even letters.i am a diehard introspect,as im stubbornly reluctant to give up my ideas and feelings concerning anything and everything - leaving behind politics.iuno why but im the least bit interested to it.i love photography but it seems to think otherwise.i love my mac and itunes:] and i think that japan is the best country in the world,dont ask me why i said that.i say no to labels.its the most pathetic thing in the world,next to rap blabbers.i try not to conform with the society's standards.freeloaders make me laugh.and i love laughing a bit too much.the only problem is that i've run out of reasons to do so.i am ending my kuzco-like egoistic doohickey by a little something-something from my messed in a cool sorta way life: shake it off. pick yourself up, they say. your life fell apart in your hands, and you’ve got the scars to prove it. it’s not the first time, and they’re getting deeper. pull it together. button up your shirt. Roll down those sleeves. don’t let them see how you’ve coped. more and more your demeanor looks like quicksand. it seems like your giving up on everything you worked for. it’s pulling you under. it’s gripping around your throat. life can be overwhelming, but don’t turn your back on the strongest crutch you’ve ever had. they have always been there to brace your fall. wave goodbye to the past. you’ve got your whole life to lead. it’s time to gain some ground."
agree or die.
