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Oh Arnold
At last my twisted girlhood fantasies have come reality
an entire weekend alone with you and mock marital bliss
raising our love child
all the while nurturing our delicate relationship

Oh my darling
my pretend husband
I wont wast another moment of this most glorious opportunity
on petty mockings or sarcastic tongue lashing
I’ll prove to you for once and for all
how much I truly love you
by forcing my sef to be nice!
and I’ll treat our baby or tiny unhatched egg as it were
with the utmost tenderness and care

This is your chance Helga, don’t blow it!

1/23/11 — 7:34pm Short URL: http://tmblr.co/ZPRazx2ivCCA

Arnold, that stupid football head!
And coincidentally the tortured object
of my most hallowed and best affections
is glued to Lila instead of me!
And the worst part is,
I did this to my self
If only if I had left what I wrote on the wall
If only I wasn’t so gutless
Maybe Arnold would be cozyng up to me

Instead of that little Miss Perfect Phony.

PRINT THIS POST WORDS: 1/6/11 — 10:48pm Short URL: http://tmblr.co/ZPRazx2Sv4RI

This is it.
My worst nightmare come true.
Today in the park by the fountain
Arnold will express to Lila
Feelings of love, of romantic bandon.
And for tortured years, I prayed he would some day express to me

Only he’ll be gushing them not to me
But to another
To Lila.

Oh what fresh torment is this?
What ultimate nightmare of my 9 year old existence am I about to endure?

12/14/10 — 7:51pm Short URL: http://tmblr.co/ZPRazx2ABo9b
He doesn’t like her like her! Oh Arnold,So discriminating,So patient and thoughtful. Spurning the golden girlAnd saving his affections for one less likelyYet perhaps ultimately more deserving.One who may not be the prettiest or the wittiestBut whose primitive beauty, grace, and charmsLie tragically unobserved and unawakened.Some one like me,Helga G. Pataki. Oh Arnold, bane of my existence,Blight upon my tortured heart.If only you knew my true feelings for you And if only you felt the same feelings on towards me.Dare I imagine if only for one brief mad momentit would tru… Call me mad,But I dare, I dareWith this chalk and no witnesses,In sight I will write the wordsupon this wall which bear my soulexpressing all I hope I dream I pine And I praywas true forever and a day.


He doesn’t like her like her!

Oh Arnold,
So discriminating,
So patient and thoughtful.
Spurning the golden girl
And saving his affections for one less likely
Yet perhaps ultimately more deserving.
One who may not be the prettiest or the wittiest
But whose primitive beauty, grace, and charms
Lie tragically unobserved and unawakened.
Some one like me,
Helga G. Pataki.

Oh Arnold, bane of my existence,
Blight upon my tortured heart.
If only you knew my true feelings for you
And if only you felt the same feelings on towards me.
Dare I imagine if only for one brief mad moment
it would tru…

Call me mad,
But I dare, I dare
With this chalk and no witnesses,
In sight I will write the words
upon this wall which bear my soul
expressing all
I hope
I dream
I pine
And I pray
was true forever and a day.

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I love him
Those golden locks
Those adorable half lidded eyes
Oh, if only my courage were not so shallow
My resolve so cracked
If only my tounge were not so think
I would speak the words that burningly coarse through my veins
Everyday of my twisted existance
I love you
I love you
I love you.
Helga Pataki
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Your eyes are like two diamonds, shining brightly at mist of sky of pale blue heaven.
12/6/10 — 9:45pm Short URL: http://tmblr.co/ZPRazx1_rIy0
Arnold, my love, my sultry preteen,
Why must I hold you only whilst I dream?
Will I be forever enslaved by your spell?
Why must I worship you and never ever tell?
Arnold, you make my girlhood tremble,
My senses all go wacky.
Some day I’ll tell the world, my love,
Or my name’s not Helga G. Pataki
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