WELL ARN’T YOU A LOVLEY FUCKING RAY OF SUNSHINE TODAY.
Them girls who talk like a baby or really thick infront of lads.
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I have two blogs and this is my new one…
not much success so far got to say
but we’re getting there. (:
xo.
The popular pretty girls who cry
because one boy out of eleven didnt look at her
or her friends weren’t as far up her arse as they normally are
or the crowd people that admiringly stare at her wasn’t as many as usual.
REALLY ?
aseaoffeelings andimdrowning.
to feel sad is sad.
to be scared is scary.
to be angry is dangerous.
to feel hatred is a shame.
to feel regret is fustrating.
but jelousy. jelousy’s a bitch.
mmmm.
that little damn wizard in the corner that takes the clock back 5 minutes every ten minutes,
in your worst lessons.
writtenbyme.
I wish there was a rope
one end attached to a star,
the other around my waist,
and I could go. leave at anytime.
