Old songs, stay to the end
Sad songs, remind me of friends
And the way it is, i could leave it all

I destroy everything I touch
I'm sorry

I should have known
You were gonna drift away
Ain't no sunshine
Ever gonna take this rain away
All I have's this hard drive
With no space left for a day
See how it becomes something
That we just put away
With this restlessness you can't sustain
And I guess you haven't seen enough
To make you wanna stay

I think the swine flu's getting to my head

old friends new lovers

Because fucking blogger decides not to upload my photos i have to use photobucket

back from the flea
tired like 1 dog
didn't sell much
hoping that i have enough energy + clothes + strength tmr.............................

(p.s am i the only one that likes my smudge-proof glittery eyeliner hehehe)


I came home to this haha 1 joke of the fucking day!

Happy birthday Stephanie

I am a girl of little words pictures speak better than i will ever speak

anyway spent the rest of the day with bella and clara and her 2 friends



SHOULD I CUT BANGS AGAIN

Life has been dreadfully mundane of late. Am I the only one that likes talking about life? Why is life so good to some people and such a bitch to others?

So whats our purpose on Earth? Why are we here? We could have been anything from a leaf to a dog to a level 68 blood elf hunter with a season 6 gladiator helmet (ha ha ha), but no seriously. Why do a series of extremely unfortunate events only happen to some people? We were all born equal. But evolution has made it such that we are now born unequal- some are richer, some are poorer. At the end of the day, what do we live for? We live to survive. How do we survive? We eat. So its kind of like a vicious cycle, right? Like we eat, we live. We live, we hunt for food, we continue living until our insides get too old and we stop functioning and we die.

I really don't know, but there's got to be more than that to life. We live every day only once. Live life.

Don't you hate this feeling: like you're here, but you're not. Like someone cares, but they don't. Like you belong somewhere else but here. Memory is a tenous thing don't you think? Like a camera with a failing lens, sometimes your focus is so sharp it hurts you. Other times, it gets so vague, so blur, you'd wish you could remember more.

after an extremely interesting oovoo conversation, we are still on oovoo