03-11-2008, 03:16 PM
My school takes part in blood donations, and if I were sixteen I'd take part. Though, part of my problem would be getting a nurse that knows what the heck she's doing; my creative writing teacher was telling us about the drive she went to last year for a leukemia student and the lady she got was a total IDIOT, swirling the needle around in her arm trying to get the blood in the needle; my teacher ended up with a bruise from her wrist to her shoulder when the minor hemmoraghe (sp?) the nurse caused went away.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!