*shrugs* I have to go anyway. Not trick-or-treating either. Don't have the time to figure out what to wear and I don't exactly want to have that kind of social interaction with people.... Plus... I can't have sugar anyway. : (
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
What is a poet? An unhappy person who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music. — Søren Kierkegaard, Philosopher & Theologian