Tuesday, 5 January 2010
all the boys who the dance floor didn't love, and the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough
I have no elegance when it comes to telling people how I feel.
I can write 6 page essays about Racism in the US; I can write stories about soldiers in the first world war, but I can simply not word my emotions properly. It just comes out as a load of crap which normally worsens the situation. Nothing I ever say will give anyone goosebumps, make you cry, I just cannot speak very well at all.
I should really just be locked in a library and not bother talking to people.
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