Sunday, July 13, 2008

Crooked Teeth

I know her.
I know that she has a tiny scar next to her navel where her appendix was taken out.
I know that she's allergic to peanuts.
I know that she loves dogs but only the kind that don't drool too much and don't get hair all over her black clothes.
I know that she's in love with the idea of love.
I know that she wears that silver chain around her ankle because it's Lucky.
I know that she started smoking up because like everyone she knew she wanted to die almost as much as she wanted to live.
I know that she slips on dreams.
I know that she hates it when people leave.
I know that everytime she gets off a train her heart skips a beat.
I know that the only icecream she eats is the double chocolate chip brownie fudge ice cream at Baskins.
I know that when she smiles, her face face lights up and a beautiful dimple at the corner of her lips begs for you to smile back and when she crys, the dimple looks like a scar.
I know that if she were an animal, she'd be a tiger.
I know that any sign of weakness disgusts her.
I know that she plays with fire and collects masks.
I know that insects that fly scare her to death, that she would rather slay dragons than face a flying cockroach.
I know that the only reason she slashes on so much mascara is because she hopes to hide behind it.
I know that she knows every single word to 'All I want is you'.
I know that she still wishes on rainbows.
I know that when she'd had chicken pox at 7, she'd had an imaginary friend called Zara.
I know that when she's nervous, she bites her lip.
I know that she cried while watching Titanic but she didn't want anyone to see her cry so she bit her tongue instead.
I know that the only reason she learnt how to play football in the beginning was to impress him, but now she loves it more than she loved him when he existed.
I know that her favourite book is 'The Catcher in the Rye'.
I know that she has a tattoo of a butterfly on her lower back.
I know that she has a scar on her eyebrow which she got when she slipped in the bathroom when she was 5.
I know that every night, she fights with the shadows in her head, I know that she cries herself to sleep.
I know that she dyed her hair red so that it would shine and let her fade.
I know that she has a thing for vampires and drummers with long dark hair.
I know that she doesn't think she's beautiful.

I knew her.


I know him.
I know that his second toe is longer than his first.
I know that he at 8, he was convinced he was from Mars and spoke only in 'Martian' for a month.
I know that he modeled for a bit, but he hated it.
I know that he cut himself when he heard that his parents were going to get a divorce.
I know that he loves strawberries and cream and his favourite midnight snack is cold cereal.
I know that he wears a tee shirt and a shirt over that because he thinks he looks too thin without it.
I know that he says his ideal woman in Lara Croft from the xbox series because he can force her to do his will, and she never wears a bra.
I know that he'd rather rescue the spider than kill it.
I know that sometimes, the way he sees life scares him to death.
I know that he suffers from clausterphobia because when he was little he locked himself in a cupboard by mistake.
I know that he hates it when people eat from his plate.
I know that he's his own worst enemy.
I know that if he wrote a book he'd title it 'Confessions of an Escape Artist'.
I know that he had a pet cat called Darth Vader and after it died he swore he would never get another.
I know that if he were an animal, he'd be a wolf.
I know he had braces for 3 years and was mercilessly bullied about them.
I know that learnt how to wrestle cause he wanted to beat up his bullies. He did. He got suspended for a week. They never touched him after that.
I know thar he'd die without his guitar, his i-pod and the Voice in his head.
I know that his favourite Disney movie is the Lion King because 'he comes back'.
I know that the only toothpaste he uses is the red minty one.
I know that when he writes, he's bleeding himself out.
I know that the only thing he can 'cook' is Maggie.
I know that he smells of Mont Blanc and rain.
I know that he started smoking at 13.
I know that he only eats the blue M 'n' M's.
I know that he's ticklish.
I know that for him, the only thing permanent is change.
I know that he's scared of butterflies.
I know that whispers turn him on, that he hates secrets.
I know that everytime someone leaves he'd rather kill himself than show any emotion. It's happened too many times for him to care.

I knew him.


I know them.
I knew them.


They were.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ooo.
How delicious.

=)

Spitfire said...

may I ask who you are? I know this is a little awkward coming to someone else's blog and asking them who they are ... but still ... i was just zapped as to the many posts you'd written...