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Writer's Block: Dream Job

If you could have any job in the world, what would it be?

I'd have to say an on set movie makeup artist. I think it's be pretty fun. :]

starting over this time..

This is so.... confusing.
This world, this fate.
My life has spun around too many times to count now.
I can't figure it out.
Why do I keep thinking about that night?
All the time, I catch myself thinking of it.. Thinking of him.
I opened up to his so easily.
But why?
I never do that to anyone.. For anyone.
He makes my heart race, ALL THE TIME.
I feel myself smiling when he is around. But why? why is he so important?
I don't get this..

Even worse I can't figure him out.
It's killing me.
I can't understand him.
He seemed like he wanted my attention this week.
He kept doing little things.
Mostly scaring me.
And standing behind me, his head inches above my shoulder...
I should have done it, I should have just grabbed him and kissed him..
I need to do it.
I can't be scared of rejection or it'll never happen..

This is my novel of life.. And this new chapter starts now.
Say what you mean.
Don't say jusat anything.
These words are strong.
They live their own.

Say what you mean.
Can't you feel it now?
The air is cold.
These words are screaming out loud.

Say what you mean.
Fuck you if you can't see it.
This room is dark.
Can't you see straight through it?

Say what you mean.
As I shove my fist straight into it.
I sit alone.
Your words are so frigid.

Say what you mean.

Don't say a thing.

Friends Only. ♥

Eyy, welcome to my lj.
This journal is [mostly] private just to keep out assholes and stupid arse pervs.
So, comment and I'll add.
Thanks much bebs.
; Tiffani.

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