the fabricated imaginations about me

im just telling you about me

im Ana, i can truly say that i am a random wonder,  searching at what i was good at iv had it with me all along. im a terrible writer, yet i love to write. my head is filled with the most outraging art in the world. im not talking about pictures im talking about letters and what i can do with them. my eyes scan and scatter  in search of something neat to think about, for me to put down on paper! so i can read later on and trip myself out. i believe in imagination because it turns and swirls the alphabet cooks it into little stories. it is really nice to have some cool knowledge. to know how to solve equations, to figure out a simple formula. to remember when george washington first fell off a tree. you get alot out of that, a fantastic A a outstanding A+.. i dont get a lot out of that. i like math but i doesnt like me. figuring out formulas. its fun!!! but its not for me!! and i dont really hold much care for the history of americans, i turn to my head. i run to my forest of fabricated images that can run out of me and turn themselves into a lovely sentance that one one will ever seem to understand! i have a nested brain that still needs to understand, i hold in my arms a heart that is as soft as a fluffly little duck!
in my heart shaped pocket volt i have nside the people that i love!! and guess what ... my heart will never ever be filled. i am a friend, i wil always be a friend! to who ever needs one! when you see me think of this! long hiar! its for all the imaginationables i can create my eyes the telescpoe for the things i see to capture my nose for the smells i like to sniff. my mouth is for the stuff that needs to be said. most importantly my head. inside i have a brain.. inside of that holds a brain of its own! imagination will never run out! it will never fade away! as long as im alive im going to keep up with nonsense!! stick around if you waant more!