In life there are no shortcuts, no quick fixes. If you deserve it, you will get it.. eventually. It’s only a matter of time. When we work hard to get to that place in our life where we are completely satisfied with everything.. that’s when we can put our feet up and know we have truly earned it.
New idea for my room. I’m excited. :)
Today I was told on a few occasions
Looking at the back of my head, it looks like I have dreads. And honestly, I couldn’t care less.
J.D.: Well, if he freaked you out, why don’t you go talk to him? Elliot: I don’t know! You tell me. J.D.: All right, fine, Elliot. You wanna know why? You’re just like me. You’re scared because you feel like you haven’t accomplished anything with your life. But instead of running a triathlon, you’re pushing forward with a guy you don’t belong with. And...
Look, Elliot, every year we bounce around this thing and I’ve never had...– J.D (Scrubs. ep: My fault)
I have never understood why people get Botox done. I mean sure, they want to disguise any evidence of aging. But I can’t understand why. Those lines have shown all your emotions throughout your entire life. The forehead lines for surprise. The crows feet and furrows for happiness. The lines above the bridge of the nose for anger. And you are erasing all of it. All for someones idea of...
I think way too much before trying to sleep. Therefore, I can not sleep.
Social networking, you have convinced me. I’ll start back up again.
Oh no, oh no you got it all wrong. You think you’re chocolate but you’re chewing gum. Great lyrics? Or greatest lyrics?
I fear and love talking about the future.
omgfactsofficial: It is possible to cry tears of blood. In 1984, a 15 year old girl in India was found crying blood while studying for exams. Though it is often infused with supernatural or religious meanings, crying tears of blood is physically possible! This is a condition known as haemolacria, in which tears can either be partially or almost completely composed of blood. It may appear...
So my main man, the man of the hour, my right hand man is 18. Gosh, that came so quick it caused a slight breeze. Pretty much never going to be sober again. Happy birthday pretty lady. ^^^You are worth this much to me. ^^^ 18 and fighting fit. Mate, I salute you.
wishesonwings: Oh, so you have problems? 20% of the people you tell don’t care and the other 75% are happy you have them. Only problems with maths. ;)
I can’t just sit here and drain your strawberries. AND -hold beanie- Where does this go? -EDIT- Getting my sexes mixed up today.
I just watched a video that I was literally like this the whole way through. I was entranced by it, but I didn’t want to be. Horror and amazement.
Haven’t been social networking for a while, so it seems, subconsciously I’m trying to make up for that in tumblr posts. Sorry tumblr, facebook, msn and twitter for abandoning you.
I love the fact it is raining and is a nice breeze :)
Happy blogging makes me happy.
Reading over my posts that just sat in my draft box, I have realised how wasted that time was. I hate that I ever felt like that. So I thought about deleting them. I didn’t. It reminds me of how I don’t want to be, ever. It was such a dull time and I’m glad I have found something that works for me :)
From now on, I’m not going to let anything get to me. I have a system :)
I love her voice. Now Downloading…
Will you still love me if I’m bald? You’re messed up. Take my hair.
A little from column A, a little from column B.
Kingswood + Orchard Hills backround. Good evening, Fellow. Would you like your jugular stabbed this evening?
but i think with you, its more of a love thing.
I hate english. I hate biology. I hate illness. I hate that my skin is dry from the illness. I hate the feeling of being cold while I am trying to focus. I hate school. I hate work. I hate the fact that I am working STRAIGHT AFTER my exams tomorrow. I hate feeling lonely. I hate that I have no energy. I hate that I am no doubt going to fail. I hate that I am letting people down. I hate that I am...
First sip into 2 litres of V. The next couple of days are going to be fun. :|
The smell of lavender always reminds me of my nanna. I like that.
I forgot all about Lisa’s and Hugh’s wedding. >.> Missed it.