Quasimodo

I enjoy reading poetry and that's how I found myself here.



Native New Yorker, cynical and always in a rush.

I don't know how to drive

I don't believe in God, but I'm always searching for some kind of meaning.  I just can't believe this is all there is.  I read all the books, felt moved and inspired. Walked down Avenue D, seen the ugliness and joined right in.

I never follow through
I'm afraid of commitment
My beliefs  always change
Today my hair is blonde
I have a hard time telling the truth

34 years old
I feel like I'm 16, but not in that good sort of way
I still make bad decisions
I'm often called a slut but I never thought that was such a bad thing anyway
And wished secretly that half the things said about me were true