Octopus
- Name
- Kesh
- Age
- 18
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- Wherever I lay my head.
- Joined date
- July 3rd, 2008
Stories
The Only One
Latest update: Chapter 1 on January 4th, 2009The Teenagers Guide To Surviving High School
Latest update: Chapter 26 on December 25th, 2008I Just Love The Way You're Running Out Of Life
Latest update: Chapter 1 on August 26th, 2008Random Acts Of Violence.
Latest update: Chapter 14 on July 10th, 2008
Journals
Warped Tour, ATL.
July 10th, 2008
About
I've been told that i'm wise beyond my years, but i've yet to figure out what that means exactly. I love simple things. I seem to find an elegance in the unusual. I enjoy playing piano while it's raining, the sound drives me crazy. My fingers ache when they aren't touching keys. I'm complex by nature, but waiting for the day that someone finds me simple. I want to meet someone that can read me through my eyes, the way I can read everyone else.
I've never believed that i'm better than anyone else, just that I have a better understand of the world at hand. I think, many times over, before I speak. I don't see the world in chaos and despair, but for what it could be. I see potential in everything, even people. That probably explains why i'm so forgiving, although I can hold a grudge for the rest of my life if I want to.
I've been called many things in my life, nicknames and insults alike. But at the end of the day, I can sleep peacefully knowing that i've never been anything but myself. And that's someone you might find worth knowing one day.
I can hear you in a whisper, but you can't even hear me screaming.
Where will you go with no one left to save you from yourself?
I've never believed that i'm better than anyone else, just that I have a better understand of the world at hand. I think, many times over, before I speak. I don't see the world in chaos and despair, but for what it could be. I see potential in everything, even people. That probably explains why i'm so forgiving, although I can hold a grudge for the rest of my life if I want to.
I've been called many things in my life, nicknames and insults alike. But at the end of the day, I can sleep peacefully knowing that i've never been anything but myself. And that's someone you might find worth knowing one day.
I can hear you in a whisper, but you can't even hear me screaming.
Where will you go with no one left to save you from yourself?
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