The only sensible way to live in this world is without rules.

Im broken

You can see the cracks

You made me this way…

Why dont you have another drink

Don’t dare say you love me

You can’t fix me don’t try.

It’s all my fault

right

If I was different we wouldn’t be in this mess.

You wouldn’t drink

She wouldn’t scream

I wouldn’t lose my temper

This wouldn’t be 

If I wasn’t me. 

I am so sorry.

I have thrown out all my old clothes

I have new expensive

Itchy sweaters and tight

un-bretheable skirts 

Am I pretty yet?

I have pulled and pushed my hiar

curls attacked by brushes

hair dyrers hot irons and 

products that make your eyes sting.

Am I pretty yet?

I have covered my face

With powders and blushes

sparkles and pink lipsticks

Am I pretty yet?

I have thrown away myself

I no longer like comic books or Potter

Now I gush over Twilight and the Jersey Shore. 

Am I pretty yet?

I have chnaged everything for you and yet I have a question

Is it enough that I have changed for you 

Will you notice me?

Will you accept me

All I want to be is pretty 

I am not afraid

Its gonna be great 

It will be fine

I am going to sore and fly a mile above the rest 

Cause thats what I was always ment to do

Succeed and win

What fun this will be 

A life of adventure and its practically gaurnteeded. 

But I am afraid

what if they dont like me

what if I fail. 

Then I will get up 

and I will dust myself off

Because for Gods sake I will succeed 

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I’ll go first.

I didnt read

I fell asleep

Sorry. 

It took forever

I was sleepy

There’s only so much I can do. 

I am sitting here and I dont have a clue

I cant contribute

I didnt read

shame on me

Have Courage to live anybody can die.

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Mark Twain…clothed in his words!

We got here at noon its now four. You have had seven beers in that space of time. You probably don’t have a problem though do you.