Author has written 8 stories for Humor, Life, Haiku, General, and Love.
To the perfect stranger,
As of late my poetry has been really erratic coming in little spurts and random times, so that when I finally am ready to write, pencil drawn...half of it's gone. Like yesterday, i was outside and i told my supervisor that I was having "lady problems" and had to go inside, but really, I had to write something down... All of you make me seem horibly romantic, and I swear, my life is anything but. As of late all my poetry has been the "Lay Down on the Bed NOW" kinda stuff... which in it's itself is incredibly odd, considering I haven't had a boyfriend in like, a year.
this would be information about me:
Age: 1 to100 (you have a pretty good chance of at least 99 years away from my actual age)
Sex: excuse me?
Addicted to: musicals, guava juice, and emo guys with curly hair.
Shiny objects: around 1237
I really like the Killers, Johnny Depp, The Simpsons, Enya, writing
Additional information: I have two sisters, and a nephew who's a sophmore in college at Texas. My best friend's names
Summer is showing it's green little antannaes people, and birds are flocking in our trees, not to mention pooing on our cars. The weather is warmer, and all of those people who are just so bothered by winter are off of the pills they horde in their purses. I am much happier for reasons unknown to myself, and all this cheery news and weather has been getting to my head. I really have no right to be as happy as I am. More about me below...
I like painting, making prank pone calls, and flirting with just about
: ) much munch much munch much munch much munch much munch : )
So that's the end of that.
Much love to all who need it like I do
~*~*~* Emily *~*~*~*~*