Saturday, June 4th, 2005 03:48 pm
from the folder entitled Poetry About My Friends and Enemies
There is nothing--*nothing*--that can make you twitch like poetry you wrote when you were twelve years old.
Oh my *God*. This is just embarrassing. Of all the things to uncover.... THERE ARE ELEVEN OF THESE!
I wrote poetry about my *classmates*. I think I was going through some kind of blank verse period.
*twitches so hard*
( for lindy, twitching optional )
Oh my *God*. This is just embarrassing. Of all the things to uncover.... THERE ARE ELEVEN OF THESE!
I wrote poetry about my *classmates*. I think I was going through some kind of blank verse period.
*twitches so hard*
( for lindy, twitching optional )