A Mango Child


This is my Mango-Diary.
This is me.

I am a reader.
I'm an artist.
I wear Converse.
I text fast.
I set trends.
I say what I think (usually).
I want people to be happy.
I dance when there is no music on.
I worry about everything.
I strive to save the
world from
hunger, anger, and
global warming.

"There's no dollar sign
on a peace of mind."

I have secrets.

I have dreams, but I
don't remember them.

Is it really that bad?

I want peace! I hate War.

Confused yet?
Welcome to my world.

“Shoot for the moon.
Even if you miss,
you’ll land among the stars.”
— Les Brown

" I'm not short, I'm fun sized."







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9th June 2010

Actually, I don’t hate the south. I hate all the memories, and am kind of scared to go back.

I hated not being able to see a 20 mile radius of what surrounded me (I do live in Illinois. It’s flat here.), I hated totaling the car in Chattanooga, I hated leaving my brother, and I hated trying to drive back and getting caught in the middle of the Tennessee flood. All in a three day time span.

But you know, the hotel had great cookies.