Emily Dickinson- A Drop Fell A drop fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook, That went to help the sea. Myself conjectured, Were they pearls, What necklaces could be! The dust replaced in hoisted roa The birds jocoser sung; The sunshine threw his hat away, The orchards spangles hung. The breezes brought dejected And bathed them in the glee; The East put out a single flag, And signed the fete away.
To start off-
I'm Emily.
I'm fifteen.
I like hitting on my teachers. It's funny.
I'm a classic movie freak.
I care about my hair and makeup WAY too much.
Little kid hair clips are rad.
Donald Trump is hot.
I adore anything Hello Kitty, or with a dinosaur on it.
And IIIIIIIII wannna go to Hot Topic.
Bye, loves.
Orange juice.
Playgrounds.
Construction paper.
Jerry Springer.
Muffins.
GIRLS, GIRLS, GIRLS!!
Safety scissors.
Skinny jeans.
Eyeliner. BOOBIES!!
Oprah.
Build- A- Bear Workshop.
Clowns.
Homophobia and racism.
Licorice.
Old men wearing sandals with socks.
Religious talk. I don't want to hear about your "God".
Chris Crocker haters. "Because thats Ms. Chris Crocker to you, bitch!!"
The usual screamo stuff, and a little 80s too. I mean, Wham! is just awesome right now. So is "The Breakfast Club" 's opening song....
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