to be alone by myself

i wonder if a clown has ever felt sick of putting a smile on everday or make up for that matter to look pretty? wait, why do they wear make up again? they don't look pretty, they look freaky. even bobo the clown gives me the hibby jibbies.
a couple of days ago, a friend came up to me cheerily asking me if i wanted IT the movie. i gave her the i-am-mortified-and-speechless look and she quickly changed the topic. later that night while i was driving alone, i had this imagination of IT at the backseat going BOO.
damn it, the clown sidetracked me. i was suppose to talk about something else and i wanted to relate it with clowns but the clown stole the whole thing. ish, this is so annoying. speaking of clowns, i feel like watching the dark knight again.

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