Hey…I'm Priscillia Martinez,1st off,if you haven’t bothered to read to this point,read SOMETHING about me..Please be PATIENT, I'm not your normal girl.I don’t like being call SEXY or anything like that.It says don’t hit on me if your over 27.I'm being FUCKIN SERIOUS. I don’t mind..You TALKING to me,but obviously not reading my profile and being a perv is goin to get you blocked. And my life is a mever ending story. This chapter is the BEST one yet. I'm AWFULLY NICE. Sometimes too nice for my own good...But I will LEARN. I'm a person with a voice. I have a MIND, and I'm not afraid to speak it. It's almost impossible to HATE ME,but somehow certain people find a way.But I honestly don’t need people like that bringing me down.Right now, my life is PRETTY much PERFECT. Well,as close as it's going to get. If perfection existed, I think this would definantly be it. I try to live my life to it's fullest each and every SINGLE DAY, cause I know I won’t get far if I don’t.I get screwed up very easily cause I trust almost anyone, cause this is who I'm.So if you are here to tell me how to LOOK/ACT, don’t even bother. This is my life, & I'm living it the way I want to be. I'm AWARE that I can be a BITCH, but its people that influence that on me.I have done a lot of things in my past that I REGRET now. But they make me who I'm. I learn from them, & I will never make the same MISTAKES again.I'm very much a SUCKER for a HAPPY ENDING.I LOVE being happy with myself,cause I hardly am. Over these past few months however,I have been.I've got to say it really makes me feel ACCOMPLISHED.!!!

You like me, then I like you, you FUCKING SHIT me .?? Then I FUCK you back!

A regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world, a little part of me died when i realised i'd never get to go to hogwarts. i want to be 11 again. but it's too late, cause severus snape's already dead. why am i always just a little too late? I'm painfully want to say i miss you but the words already cursed..

如果我仅是存在的回忆本来也无所谓的占据着一丝空间由你不经意的起那是不必需要的 ,我根本就不曾存在过那些气息, 那些小事, 我无法永远保存在我的身上,就好像有一天我也终究会消失的,那时候就不在是从你的眼前消失了, 也不仅仅是在心里不见了, 我从这个世界上没有了.

而所剩下的那些仅仅是一些模模乎乎的记忆, 一片片一点点地, 要对你说什么呢? 我还是会从这里消失的. 而且是永远的我会被带走, 而那个时候我也不知道上帝会把我带到哪里, 或许我会怕 也只能跟着上帝 一步一步子仅能跟着别人走. 那样我是最讨厌. 这样的时候了. 有的时候, 比不知道比不知道被自己带到哪里去, 更要让我讨厌面对一个不认识的人, 去一段不知道去哪里的旅程. 而且想想这样的生活都永远无法停止了.那样似的.

呵呵~~我又在乱想 什么呢? 这样让你知道我现在很好的样子或许你会很开心的认为我们并没有分开过, 而且我现在也过的很好, 不是吗? 哈哈.. 我就这样消失了在一个陌生的地方, 不知道该说些什么话面对怎样的人.

那 个时候又是怎样的自己, 反正现在也大概差不多了, 也许现在比那样的时候更糟糕. 如果一个人在一个好天气里想的全是今天会不会下雨, 我出门是不是带伞又或者天气又突然晴了太阳太毒, 担心的我防晒做不够不够好. 那个时候,我想我仅要担心的是去哪里就好了. 不用理以后的事情. 我能看到只是, 现在我想死了的人应该是最明白的吧. 活着的人还不如死了的人. 我又在想什么呢? 死了 就真的什么都没有了. 怎么还能体会到现在是什么心情呢? 就真得什么都不知道了. 什么都看不见.

不会哭更不会心痛 . 痛才是这个世界上永存的东西甚至比高兴幸福更能让人体会. 更能让人记住 , 人总是很奇怪的, 总喜欢看自己狼狈的, 为满足内心做仿似疯狂或者英雄的东西. 甚至 做被自己讨厌的事情, 头破血流, 说上说着讨厌却愈是这样去做.
从那一刻, 我便知道, 一个还未曾真正认识却存在的一个名字我在心里, 默默的日日夜夜祈祷着, 却并不希望现在被他知道,了解有我这样一个人, 我现在还不能成为一个真正的人, 而我知道我所能做的事情不仅仅是这样, 我亲爱的你, 在这个夜晚里, 我看到一颗星甚至所有星都在为我眨着眼睛, 我知道, 我全都知道这样对我说着. 我呢? 现在就是想写诗或者更多我愿意为你唱一首歌, 我并不认为我多么高尚, 相反我更鄙视我自己. 说什么为别人做一些什么事情的, 其实那才是自私, 这样做比那事只自私做的人好不到哪里去.

感情的变化, 是一些能吃饱饭, 闲来无事给自己找的事情做. 为了自己能头碰血流, 我们都在找着这样一个机会又一个看似机会的机会, 我不敢断定我现在是想为了谁做这件事情. 唱歌 或者写诗, 反正我就是要做这样一件事情我就去做了, 你会唱歌吗? 你能听得到吗?