EVERYTHING I'M NOT

'Miss Stress Meter
Age: 81 wrinkles
Naked: 18th Jan 1987
Crashed: Republican
Boom: xiu_xia@hotmail.com

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Sunday, January 22, 2006

I'm Sick Of Lying

Do people get emo
when they're feeling soo soo so sick? I do.
I wanna be blunt, truthful
and forthrightly honest with all of you.
Reason? I dont wanna be a bitch pleaser anymore.
Sayin things tat was neva meant in my heart.
I get stressed up real easily and reason why,
I bitch whine complain all in my mind
and forced a smiley angelic face outta it.
I pretend and act a deceitful image.
Things I meant yet werent seen tat way.
Sometimes, complain for the sake of it
and nag to make myself feel better.
I could luff right infront of you,
rolling my eyes at the back of my mind.
I've hidden the real side.
Its so hard.
I was so blunt way before tat I made people cry.
Some tot they knew me.
Clandestine.
Do you know wat tat means?
The stuffs I do where no one knows.
Where no one will ever find out
The opening is shrinking.
Someone out there.
Get me out before it shuts forever.

I'm not as nice as you think.

Truth:
I really appreciate each and everyones gifts and wishes.
Never expected anything more or even any gifts this year actually.
As I said last year's was fucked.
The wish list was for myself.
Thats why most of it can't be accomplished.

Thanks a million all. Really.


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