Island of Misfit Toys

Just watched "The Perks of Being a Wallflower"  with my brother.  The whole time he just kept saying, "I thought this movie was about fistfighting? When are they gonna fistfight??"  And then he got bored and skipped the last half hour.

what I've been trying to say is I hate teenage romantic comedies.  They give me bitter nostalgia for something I've never had.

I really don't like movies in general. I only watch them if I'm with a man, because my brain is unoriginal and I can't think of other things to do.

also! poetry.  I was sitting in church feeling uncomfortable because all the women my age are so ridiculously polished.  They are very un-messy.  You get the feeling they have never laughed uncontrollably to the point of falling, or stuck their entire upper body out of a car doing 80 and screamed at the stars.  I guess exteriors don't tell you that much, and I can act charm-schooled as well. I did used to be in a sorority after all.  anyways, I wrote this in church. 

Uniform
 
the people I like are the ones
not well put together

wild-haired mannequins
in strange colors
with screws loose and
backward feet

the ones rocking enthusiasm when
calm and cool is the Cosmo-worshippers
first commandment

people who sit on staircases during
ragers, doing math problems by
strobe-light

people who see no difference between study sessions and
musicals

the ones who are so down with
looking like fools
the standard for commonplace
eats it's own
smothered-in-steak-sauce cliches
for breakfast

you make me forget how good
I am at blending in

you turn “normal”  into
a breathalyzer test
I can't wait to fail
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These are fortune cookies I got.  If you know my history at all, then you should be able to see why they freaked me out so bad.  Also, what the heck King House, my best friend gets "What do you call a sheep with no legs?  A cloud".