| i was half asleep when this came to me, i hope you like it and all... its not really poetry but not really prose, so I call it Prosatry in my head at least |
| i was half asleep when this came to me, i hope you like it and all... its not really poetry but not really prose, so I call it Prosatry in my head at least |


bittersweetBittersweet is the word for your life in a box Your pictures, your things and every one of your socksbittersweet
Dealing with stuff youve never had to before, Mom and Dad arent around any more You may actually have to touch a mop to the floor!
Cooking, studying meeting new friends
A new adventure awaits round each bend, For the first week at least-then that sickness sets in,
Home-sickness
Lone-sickness I-miss-Mom-and-Dad-sickness Then its home for the weekend, free food and fun And Sunday youll be saying oops gotta run!
Back to the cla


ZellRapunzalZell
Once upon a time, there was a girl who had magic powers. Due to the political climate in which this young girl was born, her whole family had to go into hiding. And so, this rich family let all their servants go, except one who had a baby of her own. The place they chose was a small tower in the hills of Switzerland. In this new place the baby got ill. She healed well except that forever more her power would be stoped by metal. While the girl was a baby, every time she was taken on the iron staircase she would cry and scream with such vigor t
| hey! should i do a britts litt bookclub blog type thing on da? yes or no? note me! also my grammar/spelling has not improved so.... just deal... we all know what i mean |
(and I am watching)
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"Fuck it! Forget the rules and break the Law!...You are Free."
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