Ten Little Known and Possibly Embarrassing Material, Inconsequential Facts About Yourself

Ill start.

10. i love the song too little too late by jojo...and i love avril lavigne.

9. im often very horny at 2 in the morning

8. i have over 100 nail polishes and over 400 dum dum pop wrappers

7. je déteste l'exercice

6. i wish i could read minds and go invisible

5. sometimes i love watching history channel and documentaries...like about
ancient egypt and the history of punk rock and the american revolution...i love history

4. eggs are disgusting

3. i like hanging out with my great grandma

2. i dont hate my mom and sister all the time

1. i love organizing stuff but i hate to clean


your turn.

okay andrea, i tried, it sucks, i didnt edit anything

but hey. i tried.

My attempt to use andreas line in a poem, starting...now:

struggle
push
squeeze
snap
turn in front of the mirror
sigh at the bulges
refuse to admit
its not the right size
to do that would be
to increase one more number
its just a number
just for convinience
but any girl knows that
the number holds so much
pain and insecurity
hidden feelings that
rarely emerge on the surface
the inch long tag
with the miniscule figure
can make a world of difference
can hold back a girl
from being herself
from being beautiful
can make her shut
herself away in
baggy clothes and the like
or can make her
look worse than she
thought she would originally
by continuing to wear
the size she bursts out of
all because increasing
the number on her pieces of
flesh-covering fabric
is inconceivable
devastating
impossible to go through with
over and over again
this war of nerves like deja vu
the horror of discovering
you cant stay tiny forever
supermodel sizes are not for real
and so we fake it
and give up our comfort
in place of our dignity