its over.

don't waste your time on what im trying to forget.

<3

this love is difficult,
but its real.

sigh

my group of school friends,
is falling apart.

heat

wow.
its so hot.
its ridiculas.
im melting.
(:

.

I hate school.
I miss my friends so much.

taylor swift is quite amazing.


I <3 joshie.
yes, yes I do.. :)

your eyes.

she can't see the way your eyes, light up when you smile

Serendipity Quotes <3

Maybe we're lying here because you don't wanna be standing somewhere else.

You know the Greeks didn't write obituaries. They only asked one question after a man died: "Did he have passion?".

Jonathan Trager, prominent television producer for ESPN, died last night from complications of losing his soul mate and his fiancee. He was 35 years old. Soft-spoken and obsessive, Trager never looked the part of a hopeless romantic. But, in the final days of his life, he revealed an unknown side of his psyche. This hidden quasi-Jungian persona surfaced during the Agatha Christie-like pursuit of his long reputed soul mate, a woman whom he only spent a few precious hours with. Sadly, the protracted search ended late Saturday night in complete and utter failure. Yet even in certain defeat, the courageous Trager secretly clung to the belief that life is not merely a series of meaningless accidents or coincidences. Uh-uh. But rather, its a tapestry of events that culminate in an exquisite, sublime plan. Asked about the loss of his dear friend, Dean Kansky, the Pulitzer Prize-winning author and executive editor of the New York Times, described Jonathan as a changed man in the last days of his life. "Things were clearer for him," Kansky noted. Ultimately Jonathan concluded that if we are to live life in harmony with the universe, we must all possess a powerful faith in what the ancients used to call "fatum", what we currently refer to as destiny.

wowow

i cant believe its feburary, already!

crazy

on the news there was a baby with 12 fingers and 12 toes.

thats pretty wicked.

:S

guh.

so over this one stupid slut that keeps hanging around me and my friends.

i just wish she would realise we don't like her, and don't want her there.

guh guh guh.

cullen and hale.

i better HALE emmet cullen.


quote from sonya
'pretty please with emmet on top'

i'll do anything for that ;)

zomg.

so at work tonight, a chick i work with caught me checking out this really cute guy with an accent ;)
and she was teasing me about it all night.
ah well, not like she hasn't done it before.



i love miley cyrus.

before you know it, he'll be off with the next girl.
(yes i kinda edited a song)


i hate when people stereotype themselves, when they don't know what it is they are actually saying they are.
for example, this chick at my school thinks she's 'emo' yet she only listens to hip hop. wtf.
i've never met an emo who will only listen to hip hop.
*weird*


home alone and bored!
i'm thinking that i should go visit mum and dads liquor cabinet, but....knowing my luck, they'll come home in the process. so im stuck to sitting at the computer praying we don't get robbed! because im scared of getting robbed. spesh while i am at home. i'd much rather be out and about.


i need an achoholic beverage. why am i so scared of my parents finding out? whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhy?!


i miss my friends =[
i hate school.

take the hint

take the hint and walk away,

'cos im gone.

14th Feb

Is going to be the best night of my life.
why?
because i get to see the wonderful, beautiful, talented, handsome, charming, loving and best musician in the world live. thats right. mason musso.
im going to be at the veronicas, short stack and metro station concert on the 14th Feb.
and yes, i am hella excited.
i love metro station. <3<3<3

when i caught myself,

i had to stop myself,

from saying something that,

i should have never thought.

>.<

I really hate,
how people lie.
how people say one thing, yet mean something different.
how people lead you on.
how people will use you, to get what they want.
how people talk shit about you and your friends.
how people diss bands you like, just to see how much it annoys you.
how people assume the answer is yes.
how people don't take no for an answer.

maybe, i just hate people in general. :]

xo'

If it's okay,
I'll leave the bed light on
And place your water glass where it belongs
And if alrightI'll lie awake at night
Pretending i'm curled up at your side
See i'm circling these patterns
Living out of memories
I'm still a long way from accepting it
That there's just no you and me
But if i still believe you love me
Maybe i'll survive
So i tell myself you're coming home
Like you've done a million times
And if it's alright
I'll still be loving you'cause i can't break it to my heart

time will pass.

time passes. even when it seems impossible. even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. it passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. even for me. - bella swan, new moon.