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Sunday, March 29, 2009
La Chica Solitaria
Hola, lectores. Me siento muy solo ahora. No sé por qué. No creo que nadie se preocupa por mí. ¿Estoy siendo paranoico? Por favor, deje un comentario. Yo realmente aprecio.
First of all, I'm not short. I'm funsized. I am a West Chester University English Major on her way to going out of her mind. I am a dreamer, a thinker, a listener, a friend, an enemy, a lover, a fighter, a girl, woman, lady, an androgenous spirit, a looker, a freak, a geek, a nerd, a bookworm, a spaz, a consultant, a sultan, a catlady, a tear, a laugh, a snicker, a cry for help, a cry for joy, a girlfriend, a Cherokee, a bff, a speck of dust, a sweet surrender, a clip from a movie when the guy gets the girl, an addict, a porchswing, a piece of cake, a napkin ring, a cup of chamomile tea, the sound of a purr, rain against a roof, a sudden surprise, a kiss, a hug, a ringmaster, a liontamer, a chicken with her head cut off, a flip of the hair, a turn of the head, and all those other nice memories once held in the creases of your brain. I can be anything and everything at the same time. Just ask me.
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