dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Wednesday, 13 June 2007
Emo (again) (Factorial) (!)

Apparently, after my second round of trimming yesterday, I have obtained an emo fringe. Which was not my intention, believe me.

After many worrisome minutes, I went to school, only to get good compliments from some people about my fringe, which I was surprised they noticed. Their comment? "It makes you look more feminine." When I came home from a long day, my sister said that I looked emo. REALLY, it was not my intention. Well, not my conscious intention, anyway.

I have got hiccups now, so I am grumpy. But before that, I was happily singing strange made-up songs like "Are you a moose? Are you a moose moose moose moose moose? Moosey Moosey Moosey Moose".

I'm telling you people, I HAVE LOST MY MIND.



I had a colourful array of songs in my head today. I'm telling you, I'm rushing through songs like a whirlwind. Because they are all so nice!

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light