Twisted around
6:51 p.m. & 2004-12-22
Everything is slowly working out, everything is falling apart. Nothing is ever for sure, my feelings always changing. I am happy...no, I'm not. I'm scared...no, I am just shy. Never know what to believe, too many years of lies. Lies building upon lies. I lie to everyone and most of all myself. I have built a wall of deception around me with truth trying to feebly get in and its scaring the hell out of me.
[Whats wrong with the fantasies?]
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Bronwyn. 17. skinny. alone. dramatic. a contradiction. open-minded. moody. spastic. easily amused. immature. a senseless writer. a joke.
loves
Red hair. Conor Oberst. Ice cream. Vampires. Murderdolls. Swingsets. Ville Vallo. Teddybears. Skateboards. The moon. Slinkys. Books. Pale skin. Dandelions. Cuddling. Giggling. Europe. Stomachs..
hates
moths. spiders. insects. homophobia. biphobia. the south. opression. sexism. human nature. bones. scars. the cold.