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• 1800-11-30
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• Somewhere...*long pause* IN CANADA! ^________________~
Member Since
• 2004-08-15
Occupation
• Living one day at a time...possibly in the moment.
Real Name
• Natty-atty-asha aka Natasha [BF calls me Copycat & my BIG bro calls me Small Potato]
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Achievements
• Having a high IQ...*sheepish grin*
Anime Fan Since
• I watched the movie "Totoro" as a wee lad. O___________________o???
Favorite Anime
• Vampire Hunter D, Death Note, Howl's Moving Castle, Wolf's Rain, Witch Hunter Robin, Escaflowne, Read or Die, Rurouni Kenshin, Hellsing, FLCL, Fruits Basket, Kiddy Grade, Serial Experiments Lain, Cowboy Bebop, Chobits, Evangelion, Inu Yasha, Totoro, etc..
Goals
• Whatever i feel like achieving...
Hobbies
• Poetry, Drawing, Reading, Writing, Music...etc.
Talents
• I can imitate anything...hence the nickname "Copycat"...plus i'm agile. ^____________^
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Thursday, November 4, 2004
POETRY POSSE
Ok..i have to do this quick..the parent has a doctors appointment and is out at the moment..And i just can't seem to stay away from you guys for long *sighs*
I went to the psychiatrist's on tuesday..and he prescribed me these pills called Celexa...I spoke to him for a good hour..well he was the one asking me questions. I answered him yet it felt like he wasn't really listening..and i got peeved...Anywho yesterday was my first day on them and let me tell you i didn't feel well at all...My limbs were all shaky, i wanted to puke, my head was spinning...and i ended up falling asleep on the images of butchered animals..and now i've decided not to eat anything that was slaughtered...That means no more meat*thinks to self* Should have done that a long time ago...Well that's it for now..about me that is. Now for the poem
[CAUTION: EXTREMELY DEPRESSED...So you might want to watch out for the puddles of tears and blood..don't want to slip and hurt yourself now]
CLAIMING DEFEAT
My tears have long dried upon my face,
As i lay here in bed awake,
Questioning life in general,
Trying to figure out my purpose,
I am like a puppet with broken strings,
Lost without my puppeteer,
I seek comfort and strength,
In need of someone to keep me sane,
Humans are weak, i agree with that,
And i'm tired of playing the hero,
i'm done with it, i'm through
I'm raising the white flag,
And i'm claiming defeat,
Now don't forget to kick me while i'm down,
'cause that's what society does best,
But if there is someone out there,
Somebody willing to listen and understand,
I beg of you to please let me know,
So i don't have to wallow in self pity anymore...
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