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Did I Ever Told You I Have A Favourite Poem?

I always worry that I don't like enough things, like I've said before I don't have a favourite flower or food or colour or anything, I think I'm like...I don't know. But it worries me. HOWEVER I was just talking to my emo little sister and I had a vision...of myself at that age, and I used to write this poem out on things, on my Livejournal (yes, its still there), send it to boys from anon and generally be a complete faggit about it.

Anyway, should I die/become rich & famous and never talk to you/run away then you will know that I DID have a favourite something.

Enjoy!

I DO NOT LOVE THEE

by: Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton (1808-1876)


I DO not love thee!---no! I do not love thee!
And yet when thou art absent I am sad;
And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,
Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.

I do not love thee!---yet, I know not why,
Whate'er thou dost seems still well done, to me:
And often in my solitude I sigh
That those I do love are not more like thee!

I do not love thee!---yet, when thou art gone,
I hate the sound (though those who speak be dear)
Which breaks the lingering echo of the tone
Thy voice of music leaves upon my ear.

I do not love thee!---yet thy speaking eyes,
With their deep, bright, and most expressive blue,
Between me and the midnight heaven arise,
Oftener than any eyes I ever knew.

I know I do not love thee! yet, alas!
Others will scarcely trust my candid heart;
And oft I catch them smiling as they pass,
Because they see me gazing where thou art.

Love Love Love Love Love Love....I hate you

Ohgodistillhateeveryone.
I feel my tolerance of people is lessening, which is pretty bad seeing as i didn't really like anyone before hand anyway. Martin and I decided to put together a burn book, you know like on mean girls where you write horrible things about people who pizz you off, but I grew weary of trying to think of specific things cos as you know, a lot of my beef is in my head thus irrelevant to the real world. However, that said....ha ha.
I hate how some people are just so so so so obnoxious, not how I am, but in a way that is suffocating, sometimes I don't even think they know they are doing it, it literally makes me want to be violent.
There is this girl, lets call her "Chinese Pig" it makes sense BELIEVE! Anyway, Chinese Pig infuriates me, she does this dumbed down idiot thing for attention or whatever coupled with incessant moaning and talking about herself, to me and certain other individuals in my clique it is absolutely abhorant, however to the rest of the bleeding world it is this endearing quality that makes her get the attention she is so desperately craving........WHY? What the frig? So then I look like the knob for sneering and doing my usual of sitting drinking looking disgusted with the world. Girls like that will always win, they're not the prettiest, defo not the cleverest, however one thing they have mastered is MANIPULATION. It makes me sick, and jealous ha ha.
That is my biggest gripe of the day.
I will update with further gripes at a later date.

Poor Eeyore

He get trapped in a well and had to be wrapped in a blanket. It actually makes me so sad when stupid animals suffer, and I don't mean that in a mean way, they are stupid so they don't understand what's happening to them. Thats why I hate people who are cruel to animals cos they can be really horrible but the animal will still be like love me love me love me.

It breaks my blackened heart.