Sometimes she gets this look.
It's a feeling that's just radiating from her and I know it well.
Her eyes shift to the ground, making her shrink. And yet she manages to keep a hold of a sliver of some self-confidence and control.
Then her lips follow and become a slightly stained pink because of how softly she presses her teeth into the skin.
She's defeated and helpless for that moment before regaining composure.
Finally, back to normalcy without shedding any tears.
If I watch her (just random coincidental glances, mind you) I feel her pain, and from it I carry more. Because she is the farthest from anyone who should feel this self-defe
Hi, I am Naomi but I go by Norm. (yes i realize thats a guys name) I am 15 and the one and only batman. I have absolutely no shame.
Current Residence: Wayne Manor Favourite style of art: Graphic and traditional Operating System: Mac MP3 player of choice: ipod Wallpaper of choice: Zombies Favourite cartoon character: L Personal Quote: Meow
Favourite Movies
the dark knight,Phantom of the opera.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Panic at the Disco
Favourite Games
Nazi zombies
Tools of the Trade
toilet paper
Other Interests
Zombies, anime, moovie, HP, batman, adam west, the joker ect...
WARNING (READING MAY RESULT IN EXPLODING HEADS OR NINJA TURTLES)
That was a lie. it results in dying of derp.
ollo.
Now don't panic i'm writing a journal... I KNOW! its a little out of character, so just be prepared for a boring story with little to no plot and horrible spelling and grammar. :D
I wanted to try and write one a couple of months ago when i was going through some emotional stuff. (yes i'm not actually a robot( just pure awesomeness) i have ... some feeling) But i tried and could never find the right wording without sounding like... well..like an actual human being. *shudder* That and i also dont like my personal shiz all ov