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Sk84ty
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oh hey! i barely get on here and i just noticed your comment lol,well yeah i guess,i draw anime but i dont like drawing the things in mrs.hodges class heh
if you show her something youd like to do, she will most likely let you substitute the assignment if you dont make a big deal about it. shes just trying to get us to do lots of different things but doesnt realize people cant be forced to make decent art. shes crazy. Nea hates the class but when she finds something she likes, shes pretty good at it.
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Dont mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame.
i am sitting in the morning at the diner on the corner.
i am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee.
& he fills it only halfway, and before i even argue, he is looking out the window at somebody coming in.
"it is always nice to see you," says the man behind the counter to the woman who has come in. she is shaking her umbrella.
& i look the other way as they are kissing their hellos. i'm pretending not to see them, and instead i pour the milk.
i open up the paper. there's a story of an actor who had died while he was drinking. it was no one i had heard of.
& i'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies when i'm feeling someone watching me, and so i raise my head.
there's a woman on the outside looking inside. does she see me?
no, she does not really see me 'cause she sees her own reflection, & i'm trying not to notice that she's hitching up her skirt, and while she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet.
oh, this rain. it will continue through the morning as i'm listening to the bells of the cathedral. i am thinking of your voice...
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Dont mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame.
"if you don't get up, you'll have to listen to my mom."
"alright, i'm up!"
that was a good trip =]
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Dont mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame.
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-Kaylee-
i am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee.
& he fills it only halfway, and before i even argue, he is looking out the window at somebody coming in.
"it is always nice to see you," says the man behind the counter to the woman who has come in. she is shaking her umbrella.
& i look the other way as they are kissing their hellos. i'm pretending not to see them, and instead i pour the milk.
i open up the paper. there's a story of an actor who had died while he was drinking. it was no one i had heard of.
& i'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies when i'm feeling someone watching me, and so i raise my head.
there's a woman on the outside looking inside. does she see me?
no, she does not really see me 'cause she sees her own reflection, & i'm trying not to notice that she's hitching up her skirt, and while she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet.
oh, this rain. it will continue through the morning as i'm listening to the bells of the cathedral. i am thinking of your voice...
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Dont mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame.
*looks for munchies to quiet the rumbly tumtum*
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Dont mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame.
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