December 2009
love. don’t. cry.
productive schedule
woke up. went to my study date. had fun. going to go watch a movie. then a birthday dinner. fun fun fun.
knocked up.
people call us renegades ‘cause we like living crazy. i dont care what nobody says, i’m gonna be his lover. always mad. usually drunk. but a lover like no other.
he holds me so tight. and turns me to gold in the sunlight.
please dont leave me.
should i feel it in my bones?
oh how i wish everyday could be as relaxing as this day.
:(
sri lanka
oh the wonderful world of sri lanka :) lovely beaches. lovely countryside. lovely people. lovely food. lovely lovely lovelyyyyyy.
leaving tomorrow :( sitting in the hotel room now watching ESPN with mum and dad.
need to STUDY LIKE A MO FOOOO. k i really should get going.
one more day. thank god. life feels good right now. i love it!
i love you
were just too cool for everyone else :)
penalty shootout. historical duckshoot. fling the teacher.
FUN FUN FUN :D fun time in history. cheap cheap
dum dee dum dee dum!
sometimes i absolutely love my life. and other times i really can’t stand living anymore.
i find it pretty amusing how it keeps changing. :)
childhood memories
was looking through some old photos and happened to find this! my childhood friend:) and still one of my best friends today.
poppy bird
he was a child of a difficult nature, it was compuslive disorder related. sometimes he would do silly little things like, turn the key in the door five times before he went to bed.
in the past he got in some silly situation with girls from school making silly accusations. he was through all that and he knew what to do to not get himself into trouble.
meet a clown. fall in love.
why do you like to confuse me like this. why why why.
because thats just the way she is….
she flirts, they follow like puppy dogs, and then… she breaks their hearts. </3
typical, typical, typical…… tsk tsk.
strange, mysterious, cunning, but EVIL.
because thats just the way she is….
cold-hearted? nahh. maybe. who knows.
one day i will find her, and then… beat her until she breaks into a million pieces.
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magick
last day of magic. where were you? my little tornado. my little hurricane.
my love.
theres no way i could describe him. what i’ve said is just what i’m looking for.
C.C.
irish. fifteen. cropped hair. cute freckles. lovely smile. my sex on legs. :)