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 | Wild Angel Lia, 13, Steady little star, Steady and straight, Guide me afar, When all I know is hate <33 14782 |
| "I am free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally." -W.C Fields" |
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What I want other club members to know about me:
Hi, this is Lia. First things first: I'm not who think I am. I am the girl who has a talent for poetry and writing, but my Mom doesnt know about the pad of paper I keep under my pillow. I am the girl who, if you watch her veeeeery carefully, will crack tiny, tiny smiles at people's cluelessness. (I crack mini smiles a lot these days.) I am the girl who is awaiting the homecoming of the gang. But some of them are busy, and some of them live in India, and some won't ever come back. I am the girl who gave someone on here nightmares from her writing. I am the girl who wants to taste the world, but there is always someone blocking the door. I am the girl who sings herself to sleep and has a whole notebook filled with my thoughts on stars and moons and whispers and secrets and love and John Keats and the ever constant battle between life and death. I've never shown it to anybody. The answers of the universe are in there, and they are mine to cherish. I am the girl who must bid you goodbye now. -Lia
How I like to spend my time:
I am a leaf <33. I dance in the wind because I can. I laugh quietly so that no one can hear in the night, and I laugh loudly during the day so that I get noticed. Sometimes I follow others because I dont where to go, but usually I am broken off from the group because I know I am unique. I move when I sleep because there's no time to stop, but I still have nowehere to go. I am free. I am a leaf <33. That, right there, is me. I like to do stuff. Im not too fond of this box.
What I love the most and why:
<33 Leaves. <33 Music. <33 My Friends. <33 My time. <33 Evan was here <33 <33 ^^^^ My godbrother. RIP, I love you. <33 Love itself. <33 My writing. <33 The number 4. <33 You. <33 What is behind me, what I am facing now, and what is in store for me in the furure. <33 My guitar, Blackie. <33 My garden. <33 My ghost. <33 My dreams. <33 My hopes. <33 My fears. (Yes, I love them. How else can you face them, hm?) <33 The Beatles <33 My favorite ppals on here: Carter, Maya, Danielle, and Rosie. Dream, I miss you, I know you wont see this but youre amazing and I love you. <33 <33 <33 Goodbye...
| I am best described as: | Rebellious, a good kid, but got my head up in the clouds. The Wild Angel. |
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| Someday, I hope to be: | A Forensic Neuropsychologist. Or, the Night. Either one would rock. |
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| Something I believe: | That you're never really alone. Lova ya, AGW! |
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