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I'm a little confussed as to how things work. D:
How do you post poetry, or art, or music??? ^___^;
I know I'm slow when it comes to how to get my computer to do what I want. D:
But I'm confussled.
Help please? :3
How do you post poetry, or art, or music??? ^___^;
I know I'm slow when it comes to how to get my computer to do what I want. D:
But I'm confussled.
Help please? :3
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You know you've got it bad
4/17/2008 at 9:24 PM
When you can relate to Taylor Swift's song, Teardrops On My Guitar.
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Or possibly every love song that comes on the radio.
Or when you read a book, where the two lovers remind you in almost every way of you and someone you like, only you can hardly force yourself to finish the book, because you know it's going to be a gushy happy ending. So you can't be happy for imaginary characters in a book.
But that's exactly how I feel.
And it's worse when it's some crap song by some pop-star who generates absolutely generic music that the world could do with out.
Of course, it doesn't make a difference, because I still feel down when I hear Taylor Swift sing about how the pretty little girl is lucky and she hopes she knows what she's got. Because it's exactly what I think whenever he talks about his girlfriend, I hope she knows how lucky she is.
You also know that you've got it bad when you can see the guy you like is logged onto myspace or facebook, and you start checking your messages every five seconds, and are EXTREMELY disappointed that he doesn't reply to your message when he asked you to 'email (him) or something.' Like he MIGHT want to talk to you, right? Well apparently boys aren't THAT simple, no matter how much people say they're two dimensional and stupid.
Or when you're heart beats so hard it gets hard to breathe, and it's all because he finally replied to your latest message. That's when you know you've got it bad. And it totally sucks.
-MoNsTEr ART
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Or possibly every love song that comes on the radio.
Or when you read a book, where the two lovers remind you in almost every way of you and someone you like, only you can hardly force yourself to finish the book, because you know it's going to be a gushy happy ending. So you can't be happy for imaginary characters in a book.
But that's exactly how I feel.
And it's worse when it's some crap song by some pop-star who generates absolutely generic music that the world could do with out.
Of course, it doesn't make a difference, because I still feel down when I hear Taylor Swift sing about how the pretty little girl is lucky and she hopes she knows what she's got. Because it's exactly what I think whenever he talks about his girlfriend, I hope she knows how lucky she is.
You also know that you've got it bad when you can see the guy you like is logged onto myspace or facebook, and you start checking your messages every five seconds, and are EXTREMELY disappointed that he doesn't reply to your message when he asked you to 'email (him) or something.' Like he MIGHT want to talk to you, right? Well apparently boys aren't THAT simple, no matter how much people say they're two dimensional and stupid.
Or when you're heart beats so hard it gets hard to breathe, and it's all because he finally replied to your latest message. That's when you know you've got it bad. And it totally sucks.
-MoNsTEr ART
Secrets are crushing
4/17/2008 at 8:25 PM
Basically I joined this sight to get away from the prying eyes of the people I know, so I don't have to hide my thoughts with 'cryptic' answers. So I can talk about what I'm thinking with out hurting people's feelings, basically a public place to blog about my life with out really confronting anyone.
Lame, right?
But ever since my MOM got a myspace, it's been even more like trying to walk on egg shells, 'Why do you think you're a hypocrite, do you know what a hypocrite is?' 'Why does it say 'You don't love me the way that I love you?' etc. I need to let of steam, and suddenly, I couldn't even say shit about people on myspace because, guess what? My mom is overly paranoid. Being a relatively normal kid, when my parents push to hard, I end up searching for something else, go farther into a dark corner, and push away because my parents are prying way too much.
And now, here I am, looking for some other way, further into the shadowy corners of the internet so I can tell total strangers how I REALLY feel about people they don't know or care about. Fun stuff.
-MoNsTEr ART
Lame, right?
But ever since my MOM got a myspace, it's been even more like trying to walk on egg shells, 'Why do you think you're a hypocrite, do you know what a hypocrite is?' 'Why does it say 'You don't love me the way that I love you?' etc. I need to let of steam, and suddenly, I couldn't even say shit about people on myspace because, guess what? My mom is overly paranoid. Being a relatively normal kid, when my parents push to hard, I end up searching for something else, go farther into a dark corner, and push away because my parents are prying way too much.
And now, here I am, looking for some other way, further into the shadowy corners of the internet so I can tell total strangers how I REALLY feel about people they don't know or care about. Fun stuff.
-MoNsTEr ART
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