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![]() My name's Adriana. I don't exactly have a nickname. I'm very variable, sensitive , experience one embarassing event every day, and yet surprisingly mature. Heh. I, along with 186 million other girls in the world, suffer from an inferiority complex. For me, I like to see the beauty in things. I like art. But I'm not all obsessed over it. I like the beauty of it. I have this insane fixation that I will meet my soulmate by chance. Guess I'm not a big believer in slow development. I'm in PRCS's Modern Dance, 3/5. Profiles: Facebook | friendster | |
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School wasn't THAT bad. But I just felt very messed up. I wrote a rather dark compo for EL Diagnostic today. I know you're not exactly supposed to, but I just felt like it. I didn't exactly make it very gory, it was more sad and emotional. The emotions, feelings. The feeling of being unwanted, the feeling of being abused, the feeling of loneliness, the feeling of loss. Don't ask me why I just had to write it. I just HAD to. My hand just itched to etch it down. I felt a sudden compulsion. As if I WANTED people to read it. As if I WANTED people to understand these people's feelings. Okay, I'm totally messed up. Hahahahahaha! |