M+E

ANDY

Hallo,my imaginary friend.
There is a girl.She is beautiful,inside and out.She is loud.She is an introvert and quite shy.She is a bit claustrophobic and hates crowds.She values freedom and envies the birds.She loves heights because of the feeling of freedom and power they give her.
This girl is a giver.She gives her all for something she believes in.Her heart is full of love and compassion for those who deserve it.She gives everyone a chance,regardless of where they come from.She knows what it’s like to be disregarded and tries not to make the same mistake.

She is a hopeless romantic.Romance to her is an abstract concept,one that sounds good on paper and in rhyme.Happens to other people,never to her.

She is a girl who reads.She was never one for dolls and pretty girly things.Books were her first passion and she couldn’t be happier.Her idea of heaven is a library.

She is…

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Just a girl.

The view from up here is very nice.Not the best,I’ve been higher.I can see over the tops of some trees and there are several buildings in the distance.

I never thought of myself as a poetry fan,yet here I am.I am waiting for a poetry/music session to begin.This is the second time I’ve been here.The first time,I was in shock.I never knew something so good existed.I was bursting with joie de vivre and I was telling anyone who would listen how much fun I had.It really was THAT good.

So here I find myself again.I know no one here.True to form,am seated at a corner,all pseudo-unapproachable and shit.There is slow lovey dovey music playing(YAWN!),I got the seat I wanted(it is shaped like a hand.COOL),and people are trickling in.I do hope I make some friends today…I should start a conversation or something….Yeah.Like that will happen….

(ION,my cleavage is showing today and am kinda uncomfortable with the stares.Okay,A LOT uncomfortable.
P.P.S. I can get away with a lot today.Power of the boobies).

Better songs.Atleast.

Am here now.Let the show begin.

Just a girl.

The view from up here is very nice.Not the best,I’ve been higher.I can see over the tops of some trees and there are several buildings in the distance.

I never thought of myself as a poetry fan,yet here I am.I am waiting for a poetry/music session to begin.This is the second time I’ve been here.The first time,I was in shock.I never knew something so good existed.I was bursting with joie de vivre and I was telling anyone who would listen how much fun I had.It really was THAT good.

So here I find myself again.I know no one here.True to form,am seated at a corner,all pseudo-unapproachable and shit.There is slow lovey dovey music playing(YAWN!),I got the seat I wanted(it is shaped like a hand.COOL),and people are trickling in.I do hope I make some friends today…I should start a conversation or something….Yeah.Like that will happen….

(ION,my cleavage is showing today and am kinda uncomfortable with the stares.Okay,A LOT uncomfortable.
P.P.S. I can get away with a lot today.Power of the boobies).

Better songs.Atleast.

Am here now.Let the show begin.

FIRST POST…cause WordPress said so!

Am not sure how much time I have or what I will write about.I am at work and it is during my lunch break.Am not hungry,though,because I just ate.I t feels good to have a blog again.Nowadays I hardly ever get time to write.I’ve neglected my journal(sad emoji).

I could say that I will use this platform to ‘purge my demons’ but I honestly think that people say that to sound beautifully tragic and garner some sympathy points.PATHETIC.

Maybe I will go to a poetry reading later.Maybe.I mean,I want to.