|i think it's called art.|
|Go and watch these amazingly amazing artists! Your day shall be better!|
|wondering where my mind goes in math class.|
you decide that the sun must be shot,
as it roars with its gaping possibilities.
blood smeared on your thighs.
it must be killed cleanly, skinned and seared with dignity,
a slab of light,
with its opaque juices,
crawling down your throat, inside and out,
dewey and dripping with its packs of luminous muscle,
a satisfactory sheen,
no longer beating and throbbing as the heart of Day.
and with your fork, its spongy filaments
are torn methodically from dawn.
"To live is so startling there is hardly time for anything else." - Emily Dickinson
Hello. I'm Amelia, as far as I know. Some people call me Mia, some call me Amy, and some people call me Weird. Take your pick.
Here is where I fill up a box with vague things about the life of an adolescent female. I am not a very interesting subject to fill up a box with, anyway - just your average silent-in-class writing weirdo.
things of lesser importance:
Girl: hazel eyes, freckles, brown hair, short legs [female consumerism makes it tough], long fingers, long neck, cellist, weird
I work best with classical music on
My fingers and toes are permanently cold
Professional daydreamer and people-watcher
I love a good witty T-shirt
Lover of small, useful things
Allergic to most marine life, mammal dander, and nuts
I love old movies
Night is the best time to write
I like to cry over novels and eat chocolate cake
I enjoy vertebrae, fingers, rib-cages, and all those other elegant ivory fortresses of nature
I am a collector of words and have an addiction to day-dreaming [which is harmful to my Precalculus grade]
Artificial flavour of choice: wintergreen
I will always dislike wide-ruled paper.
I love being alone in strange places
Large dogs make excellent pillows
I get too excited over stationary
I have a birthmark in the middle of my right thigh that looks like a paint smudge
I want to write fiction, maybe for television and film, maybe poetry. Haven't really decided yet.
I keep a notebook next to my bed because ideas seem to spring when I have sleep deprivation
I'm also in love with real books, not electronic ones
Ask me stuff -- I don't bite
My extremely special Flickr: www.flickr.com/photos/94745088…
Anything more you want to know about me, feel free to ask!
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