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I'm Amy. I'm growing up. And this is my past, present, and future.
I know you'll come in the night like a thief.
But I’ve had some time alone to hone my lying technique.
I know you think that I’m someone you can trust.
But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up.
So do you think that we could work out a psalm?
So I’ll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try.
I know you'll come for the people like me.
But we all got wood and nails,
And talk dirt at hating factories.
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My name is Amy. I'm a Gemini. I'm 25 years old. I'm a struggling artist, and an overly opinionated martyr of my beliefs. My past experiences, no matter how petty or dramatic they were, molded me into who I am today. I'm still changing every day.
I'm an artist. I love to draw and make things in photoshop [such as this blogger layout]. I also love music; I dabble in piano a little bit. I only know how to play other songs, of course. Nothing original. I like to write as well. Pretty much anything that involves the arts is something I enjoy doing. It gets me through the day and gives me a chance to express myself.
I have many friends who have come and gone, some who are even enemies now. Regardless, they've taught me a lot. I've learned to be more humble, tolerant, and kind, but also I've learned things like never to trust anyone completely off the bat, and to usually expect the worst. I'm generally pretty pessimistic and I think irrationally, but that's a nasty habit I'm trying to break. My intentions are good. That's something I must always remind myself and everyone else of. I have anxiety but I'm learning to control it better every day. This time a year ago it was impossible for me to socialize, but nowadays it's easier. Time mends everything.
I'm not really good at these self-describing things anymore. If you want to know me, ask me yourself. :3
Thursday, October 18, 2012, 6:52 PM
I think
I'm ready to date again.
I'm done wasting my time on John..
Wednesday, October 10, 2012, 4:12 PM
Before I say what I want to say... Mohammed, in advance, I know you've made a post about this recently and it would be very easy to assume this blog post is about you but IT IS NOT.
I'm fucking tired of people getting mad at me for being negative. Like, bitch, what the fuck, you don't know what I'm going through right now. You don't know whether or not I have a reason to be negative. Sometimes your environment doesn't fucking allow you to be positive and people need to get that. You can't make yourself happy, happiness is something you gotta fucking earn. You can't fucking force yourself to be happy when everything around you is falling apart. I'm tired of close-minded assholes who think they know everything and try to tell me how I should feel and think. I'm a fucking pessimist and people need to learn to deal with that. I try my best not to drag others down and I'm very nice to everyone so what's the harm in being upset when I have every reason to be? Seriously, fuck everyone, humans are fucking retarded.
