September 2009
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What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany's...
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We used to wake up at 5 to do work for the morning. now we’re getting up at 4 and I’m scared for following years ___
I know she was better than me. but I should’ve gotten the part anyway…
because you got my hopes up, and made me think I could do it.
and now I’m not happy about it.
:(
A - Age: 16.
B - Bed size: double.
C - Chore you hate: chores?
D - Don’t eat: bananas or apples
E - Essential start your day item: contact lenses.
F - Favourite board game: game of life.
G - Gold or Silver: silver.
H - Height: 5’ 6.5”
I - Instruments you play(ed): sing, guitar, flute
J - Job title: student
K - Kid(s): 0
L - Living arrangements: mum, brother
M - Mom’s name:...
never gonna happen
get out every night and party. qwerky thoughts. qwerky ideas. worthy of interest. but if you live that life is it still interesting? intriguing. maybe mine is interesting to others. never thought of that. but it really isnt. rubbish. me. no. shame. :(
and then we were weighed down, strangled, and drowned by our lies
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You know sometimes when something small happens and it makes a big difference? Somebody’s gone and everyone has left me behind. It’s an empty feeling, quite uncomfortable really. But I shall soldier on alone.
I wish...
I wasn’t stuck here I had less study time and more tumblr time I liked smelly cheese I had straight teeth and more friends I was photogenic Toby liked me alot we could be together for a long time I didn’t have stage freight I smoked more I was more mysterious I didn’t rely on people so much I had no secrets I cared about things the way I did when I was 13 I had the guts to...
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