What is it about some people, which makes everyone adore them?

Why is it some people can't see how wonderful people are - and instead go for those Cardboard Cut Outs. They always look the same, they are always the same, having nothing within that makes them sort of glow - or whatever it is. It's not fair. Just, maybe they just aren't good enough. They aren't are they, obviously. Yes. Stoppit. Okay.

I'll meet someone called Hamlet. And change my name to Ophelia. And then, obviously drown myself, in a river, whilst singing a random song. It'd be hard to choose what song though.

A fake smile pasted on a face thats this seasons' colours. This seasons pose, in this seasons clothes. Thoughts as deep as 2" of cardboard, feelings corrugated, punctured and shot with emptiness.

Standing on the edge of a precipice, and looking down - back at what you missed.

((I have to use images, it's the way I live))

You have to let go, don't forget it happened, just remember how it hurt.

Maybe it's just losing it all to one of them. One of them. Hmm. Sounding a bit like insane Old Age Pensioner. Not good.

Surprisingly happy during exams. All I was thinking, 'Oooh, it'll be over soon'. Who needs maths or history?

It doesn't appear as if Jenson Button has a personality. Poor lad.

What do you do when you need to feel someone there?

I need to talk to Doane, something might be wrong.

Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending: