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Narcissistic.
I decided to write this. I dont quite know why, but there was a reason when I started and it sort of faded away as most thoughts of mine seem to. Imagine every sentence starts with I
love the rain and love to play, sing, dance, swim, kiss or just stand in it.
love to take naps or just laze about.
like to at least think I surprise people.
like sappy poetry that's sincerely written.
adore reading dirty poetry.
love just watching movies or listening to music for hours.
am annoying.
hold intelligent people in very high esteem, despite the fact I'm not one.
want people to believe me when I say I trust them and want the truth.
hate liars.
like to wear only my skimpies.
love to read most novels, but sometimes simply don't have the attention span.
think rainy days, foggy morning, starry moonlit nights and cold weather are the happiest days of my life.
have a porcelain doll fetish meaning I want to be one.
have a fetish for ice, rain, shoulders, sharp things, candle wax and many others.
have an obsession with rain, music, movies, sci-fi, and many other things.
adore being kissed or getting bit/kissing or biting.
think I have more qualities relating to an animal than I do a person.
love to be petted/scratched.
apparently purr if my head is scratched long enough.
am fiercely loyal to and protective of my friends.
listen to songs a dozen times consecutively and often sing obscenely loud to them.
absolutely adore people singing to me.
have a huge ego and incredibly low self esteem.
think the word love is too generalized these days, thus normally when I say I adore something it means more.
could go on for hours.
have a problem with staring; that goes both ways.
get depressed sometimes, mostly when I realize the world isnt a magical place with fearies and dragons.
see no point in writing more since no one will read this.
Leave me pretty comment so I can delude myself into thinking people read this, gave a damn and were not annoyed ^.^
--Natasha
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