January 2011
post a heart in my ask box. for every heart I get,...
notanothersonglyric:
mum’s attempt at cheering me up after a few days of crying/anti-socialness?
give me a Spongebob dvd.
she’s a dork.
send a long text message to someone you care about a lot, 20 mins later - still waiting for a reply. gonna throw up. fuck.
this is why i made a rule to not open myself to people and leave everything vunrable. uuugh.
fuck this.
you have time for everyone else, but never have time for me.
over and over this plays on repeat.
my head hurts, my throat hurts, my eyes hurt and i feel like i’m going to throw up.
fun night tonight at work will be had.
toesovertheline:
I’ve been in a really shit mood the past few weeks and idk why
^ story of my life.
history repeating
Je veux boucler juste sur et pleure et oublie de vous.
fuckit.
i really love some accents from these places:
Scotland
England
America
Norway
Ireland
France
Italy
Russia
yeaaaah
everything is slowly starting to feel like a one way street again.
i never thought it’d be possible, but i’m going to end up more anti-social than i already am.
It is uncomfortably hot.
it’s lovely and comfortably cool in Melbourne. haaaaha.
hell-tan:
Birth marks and deformities on people are believed to be the site of a fatal wound in a previous life. Phobias are believed to be linked in the death of people in previous lives.
you know what this means? i was a young male killed by John Wayne Gacy in a past life. IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW! XD
you say you want a revolution, man, and i say that you’re full of shit.
