|the green and honey golden child
Author: speakeasy-love PM
I am the horror! attractive. Which mostly means that I am a lieRated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 219 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 10-03-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2727008
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I am small. mostly, 105 lbs. so mostly, I am small.
I am scared (well, nervous) and often, anxious.
(you will never see me give my name voluntarily,
to anyone but a hippie) I am also a hippie. A
green and honey golden child. I am mulatto:
half black and half white. This has never
bothered me. this means I am special.
I am (the horror!) attractive. Which means mostly,
that I am a lie. Because poets should never be,
beautiful. It only severs to thin the line,
between talent and boredom (see also: fame).
Also, it is ruining me. Boys called me beautiful,
too much. (and it got to me.) Now, I can call
myself beautiful. Because I am. Hell.
I have fallen in love 2 ½ times. (don't ask,)
I have journals, named after them. And I don't like
that I have journals named after them. Because
as an author, names are important to me.
And the perfect ones, belong to these boys.
I have fucked five boys. (actually some were men).
So as you can see, I've broken a few rules.
I've also cheated before, and lied about it.
I've fucked three different people in one week before.
I smoke pot, but not cigarettes. For now, not cigarettes.