KynaMarioc

It is only when I am at the top that I see me at my worst,      I am crawling and writing, pleasures without any worth. I drift by without care, never leaving an imprint of remembrance      but a storm always follows with rains of violent vengeance. I used to want nothing more than the luminescence of fame,      a dream of celluloid and flashbulbs and publicised shame. Now I hide myself away, behind hats and curtains and falsities      so that instead of loving me, they can love my idealised dreams.

I tend to forget to check this site, but I think I'm going to post some poetry of mine over the break for Thanksgiving. I'm currently having another bout of insomnia so I've been reading a writing a lot. I saw Deathly Hallows and my Slytherin costume was a hit. I may post a picture of that too eventually even though the quality of the photo is low. We took them in Waffle House :P Just wanted to let anyone who cares know I wasn't dead. I will have new pictures soon most likely.

The title of this entry comes from my lovely dropbox. Don't ever remember typing those words, but hey, I do loathe Ginny Weasley. :P I'm learning a lot about myself this week. Mainly the fact that I hate being alone. I'm also learning that I don't take bullshit and I don't like to repeat myself. I'm really tired of giving myself to my friends and then spending my bad days alone. I won't be there for you if the favour isn't returned. On a happier note, I've cut 5 inches off my hair and gone back to my natural color. :D I'm also immensely enjoying Han Mu Do and the weight loss that has been going with it. I am going to be skinny! Hopefully.