Do you often find yourself asking the same questions. Why ARE we here, and just WHO stole our shoes????? I don't know if I can provide any answers, but, I can come up with some pretty weird things to throw you off guard and forget those pesky things like shoes. Why not sandles, eh?
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I was begining to think my life was useless, until this little kid messaged me on aim not too long ago. He asked me what the meaning to one of my poems. I found that this kid, was indeed not the meaning in my life, but close. I could use my super knowledge (whats left from finals last month) and confuse the boy. I did a good job also. Compleatly knocked him off his feet. And all I did was say a bunch of nonsense.
But between that little 14 year old boy, and my exboyfriend who just can't seem to put all the peices together anymore, I realized that hey, if annoying people is what I'm suppose to do with my life, I think I'll just stay at home in bed with the covers over my head and listen to the motion picture soundtrack of "Labyrinth". But hey, who's to argue with a meanless life. I'm not.
Well, back to the orignal question. Why am I here, and who really did steal my shoes? EH?
Until next time
If I did it...I didn't mean to.
If I hurt you...I didn't mean to.
If I left you...I didn't mean to.
If I scared you...I didn't mean to.
If I loved you...I didn't mean to.