segunda-feira, 29 de novembro de 2010

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I read books much better than people but I never have the words to explain my findings.
I'm only as funny as the people that I'm with.
And I'm not pretty.
I sometimes walk with head up (staring at the sky).
I think horrible things about some people but rarely word them.
My emotions stay bottled.
I'm really not as nice as people think I am.
I'm flawed.
And I don't really care about it.
I'm not a dreamer nor an achiever.
I'm really great on my own.
I try to be analytical with myself but then I fall asleep...
(all the other ones I agree with)