I am Mi-Ann.
14 15 16 17 18 20 21 23 years old.
Student of the universe.
Bullshit intolerant.



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everything i write here is true on the moment i wrote it. it may or may not hold truth anymore at present.
RESPECT. that's all im asking


Reach for the stars.. so if you fall short, you land in the clouds.

I know I was never poetic. But I'll try to give a shot on this a real quick. But I have to warn you, please pardon my lyric. I know this is going to be illogic. You dont have to be a psychic to know what I am doing is idiotic. Hahahaha, call me pathetic. This is what happens when boredom makes you sick. You get up and try to do something, like an antic. Go ahead and be my critic. Take your time, as I try to come up with a topic. Trying to think about something that can be so rhythmic, but I can't think of anything other than a toothpick. Well, isn't that cool, mumbling about something that is obviously basic. You can tell I am waaaay out of things to do, it's tragic. Did you hear that song from Paramore that goes Brick by Boring Brick? Listen to it and it'll give your ears a kick. Yea, please bring me back my logic. Hey, what about a lipstick? It's not only used for purposes of cosmetic, you can use it to draw out some graphic. Hahaha, classic. I can tell I sound moronic. But what can I do, I wish I could just do some magic. Then, I'd do rad things, that would be so epic. Try learning some technique, then cut myself into half would be fantastic. But I guess I'll need a standby medic. Hahaha, I should stop this its making me brain sick. Didn't think this would be one fun gimmick. Words in my mind are having a traffic. Oh, I thought of another word, it's music. Let's sound it up, gimme some drumstick. The beat of the music, I'll try to mimic. I think I should stop this before I get frantic. I can't think of words no more, but here comes another one: plastic. Hahaha, let's stop this, the publish botton, I shall give a click.