Monday, May 30, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Sometimes I Pretend
that I forget what someone has told me. Not like 2 minutes ago, I'm not trying to be a Goldfish, but a time that's long enough for any one to forget. I pretend because I think remembering means that you care, and caring shows that you're vulnerable and exposed. I don't like to get hurt. No one does.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
I do a lot of things before i go to sleep
- i play scenes in my head
- i think of the what ifs
- i plan
- i practice what i want to say
- i think of the people i miss
New editing options
It annoys me that the text you write in the "New Post" box isn't the same size font as in the published post. Colour also has changed from the previous options. :/
You don't know how many times I edit one post.
You don't know how many times I edit one post.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
027
The scariest part of someone passing away isn't their death, it's the memories they left behind that make them feel like they're still here and unbelievable to believe that they're gone.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
It's good for you
You would look a little better, don't you know, if you just wore less make-up. But it's hard to realise when you're sky high and you're drinking in your room to make it all go
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