February 2011
I painted my nails pretty colors.
I feel a little bit better.
baangrjay:
I like those friends that you can have an endless conversation with.
You know, nonstop talking. No need to think of what to say, instead you could just say anything knowing you won’t be judged. Basically the typa friends you could be completely yourself with.
January 2011
Every mentoring program I've found requires you to...
Why can’t I just bus it there, huh? I am just as useful on foot as I am in a car. I just want to actually do something good and I can’t because I can’t drive :|
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I had a dream last night that I was in a program where I mentored a young girl. It was such a fucking fantastic dream. I wasn’t a mom like figure, but more like a big sister. I loved it. There are times when I wish I had a little sister. I think I would be a lot better person if I had one.
That awkward moment when you finish a TV show...
I call this “Donya-post-Dexter/LOST” syndrome. I just wondered the streets for days, mumbling and crying a lot.
William Elliott Whitmore
Please sing me to sleep every night and wake me with your voice every morning. You are a God among filth.
Also, on a completely unrelated note:
You are a c u n t.
And yes, blogging my little heart out about these vague matters DOES make me feel better.
:)
Hmm.
I can’t say I’m not upset, but well it always ends up like this, doesn’t it? I wonder if you will realize the error of your decisions. Maybe you won’t. Who knows? I just wish you would have given my suggestion a shot while you still could.
When someone is trying to mouth something to you...
xemilyheartsyoux:
el-aliento-del-mar asked: I do know that song. It's lovely, isn't it? It makes me cry too, and I associate it with a rather bittersweet memory. Quite poignant, y'know.
Someone should talk to me and keep me company...
I mean, realistically I know that no one will respond to this/do it, but a girl can hope right?
colgando:
It’s oh so cold out here, and I can’t seem to see. It’s so very cold out here, so please don’t fall asleep.
Your hair is white with frost, my love, and your skin is alabaster. I’ll sit here in the cleansing, my love, until the angels come to find us.
It’s oh so cold out here.
This song will always, always make me cry.
And now a fireside chat about Crash Twinsanity...
D: “Why are you glowing?”
T: “Shit, I don’t know. Why is he wearing jeans in 20 degree weather?”
D: “That’s your biggest problem with this game? His attire?”
T: “That in and of itself is incredible. It’s snowing outside and he’s just in jeans. And his only diet is some weird ass fruit. I mean I can understand burning calories but...
I am just so bored and sick of everything right...
And I will fucking murder if I get Strep Throat again. Fucking. Murder.
i-rather-be-in-space asked: 1. Name: Nox
2. Gender: wish I was male
3. Height: 5'10"
4. Age: 18
5. Eye Color: green
6. Hair Color:black
7. Virgin: lol not to girls
8. Smoking: yes x_x;
9. Drinking: some would say I'm a drunk
10. Sexual Orientation: lesbian (haha sounds like a disease)
11. Job: Pimp (I wish)
12. Education Level:...
2. Gender: wish I was male
3. Height: 5'10"
4. Age: 18
5. Eye Color: green
6. Hair Color:black
7. Virgin: lol not to girls
8. Smoking: yes x_x;
9. Drinking: some would say I'm a drunk
10. Sexual Orientation: lesbian (haha sounds like a disease)
11. Job: Pimp (I wish)
12. Education Level:...
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You know someone is your best friend in the entire...
Sam brings out the wit in me.
Noq :D
WOW.
Really? You are just… you are fucking hilarious.