you know how sometimes certain words or phrases just pop up in ur head and keep repeating themselves like a broken record...
today my phrase of the day was and probably will continue to be:
a good for nothing.if i could illustrate that particular phrase out for you, it would be a picture painted of skin shedding off flake by flake (like sunburnt skin, but just bigger, neater flakes. haha) to unveil a scrawny , wrinkled being who's thinned to the bones. the facial expression? maybe one of souless eyes staring into nothingness. a hopelessly hollow, threatless nitwit.
crippled. i feel crippled.& i feel so much like a bimbo. with or without the looks, whatever you say.doesnt matter anyway.Labels: 25061988
