NO fa la la'ing in my house!
InsecureWell I'd assume no one reads this anyhow but why not. The title, thanks to my mom is one of her infamous quotes. She was playing music on the radio and Christmas carols.
Now that I think of it, art seems to be a hobby. I do draw, but mainly mini doodles. Yes, I love art but it's not my main priority. Literature is my passion. Poetry. I haven't posted any poetry in a while because I need to gain confidence in my poetry first. Soon enough I hope.
Yet again it's Christmas time, and everyone is preparing for the holidays. On December 14, 2008, it will my my 1 year anniversary on DA! Wewt? I've been wanting to start off new for next year though.
I want a new account for my poetry and mini doodles. Start fresh. This account isn't exactly what I wanted but it's good for now.
Mom decided I needed a diary so she went and got me one. Had she been planning to read it? Shes been wanting to pry into my personal life for the longest, probably hoping to find stories of a secret crush and how I'm starving myself in luster of suicidal dreams....or maybe she's genuine? I don't know.
This by far must be the longest I actually spent writing new journal entry. I do have a New Year's resolution to hold myself to, but that I'm not yet ready to share.
Since I missed out on my November journal entry I guess I just have more to share. I've been keeping up with my poetry and all and my art is falling behind. I'm not trying as hard as I used to. I just need to figure out what it is that I really want to do I guess.
Well I don't think I have much more to say, and assuming relatively no one will read this, I'll conclude this drawn out speech.
Until next time,
Emily
xxx
obebi plz
Now with that being said-I have to say that you REALLY have some talent for writing!!!!!!! I wish I could write like you
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I dozen know, & I dozen care!
REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from
you
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!'
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to
get it back!
If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to
your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did
it.
First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think
you are amazing!
Second, if I don't get this back I understand...
I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to
14 people that you really care about, including the person that
sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are
luved <------ Edit: You don't need to do this 'cuz you should know, yer already loved.
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I dozen know, & I dozen care!
Oh, and welcome to Deviantart!~
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Love is everything that it's cracked up to be- it's worth living for, worth dying for, worth risking everything for. And the thing is this: If you don't risk anything, then you risk even more.
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