A gossamer of a thought
passing through the mind.
Brows furrowed, lips pursed
seemingly thinking, nothing within.
Hair blowing, fanned by the wind
posture grim, untouched by any whim.
Right hand under chin
nose a-twitched.
Such is the display at form
of a heart forlorn......
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..shhhhhhhhh.....
...sarap dudung hihih
..tara!....yosi break mare!
This is the ramblings of a nearly demented woman.........come! take a peek into something that might make your life look more mundane, more insipid and less meaningful hahahahaha...........
Very_me
..shhhhhhhhh.....
If this isn't hot???
...sarap dudung hihih
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..tara!....yosi break mare!
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- Queenbee
- I am just your ordinary queen, expecting everyone to bow down to me and my wickedness. If you don't agree, who cares?!
Some silly nonsense
I used to be very concientious of others, very willing to lend a hand, very giving, you know, a very doormat type of girl. It was nice and everyone was happy. Except me.
Oooh shit! it's feels good to be good but.............it's better to be wicked.
Don't misconstrue. I still have a little of the old me, burried underneath my layers of skin. But this time around, I am happier with myself. Able to bite. Able to scratch. Able to say whatever's on my mind.
I think I'll keep it that way.......... for a long time yet.
Oooh shit! it's feels good to be good but.............it's better to be wicked.
Don't misconstrue. I still have a little of the old me, burried underneath my layers of skin. But this time around, I am happier with myself. Able to bite. Able to scratch. Able to say whatever's on my mind.
I think I'll keep it that way.......... for a long time yet.
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