well, someone invaded into my tiny little peaceful world yerterday, pissed me off. insult me in fornt of my friends. i think some people need to learn manners and learn manners and they have to do it quick before more people angry. i hate it when people invade my privacy...
i love being in my cold little room. it smells a little funny but it's the safest place i could be. when i'm lonely, i think there's something about my room that makes me feel secured. i don't really understand where is the logic in that...if my room is big and spacious then i won't really feel weird saying that. but my room is small. i think anyone with clastrophobic might not last ten minutes in my room...
i think there's a 'safe place' for everyone. you know, a place where everyone feels secured in...that place might be anywhere. beach, hill, temple, church, italy...wherever. everyone's got a reason to chose their own safe hideout place. i've got a friend who likes this coffee shop a lot. whenever she feels sad, she'll just go there and sit there for hours with her novels or reading materials. when i asked her why she chose the place, she just smiled at me and said 'it's simply comfortable. and no one knows who i am'. haha. and micole likes to go to the beach whenever she feels down...frankly, i don't really want to go anywhere when i'm down. it's suchhhhhhh a long journey...even to the nearest jusco...
LiEw, xXx
p/s i wonder if everyone really does have a safe shelter?
11:07 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
