January 2010
“Leave me out with the waste
this is not what I do
it’s the wrong kind of...”
– Damien Rice - 9 Crimes
“Tell me when my sigh is over
You’re the reason why I’m closed
Tell...”
– Lykke Li - Possibility
WHY THE FUCK AM I NOT UPSET?
YOU’RE SUCH A FUCKING FUCK OF A FUCKING FUCKER YOU FUCK!
Voldemort's Bad Romance
infinitebutterflies:
fuckyeahslightlyamusing:
seequinn:
themoonandthewolf:
wolvesatthedoor:arindelaney:avisoppugno:fuckyeahvoldemort:
Bask in my bad assery Bask in my bad assery Kill, kill, kill them all, Curse them with my wand Voldy, ooh la la You want my bad ass Kill, kill, kill them all, Curse them with my wand Voldy, ooh la la You want my bad ass Avada Kedavra, I killed your...
Funny story (that isn't funny at all)
Yesterday was pretty fucked up. Something very bad happened, and I should be crushed, shattered to pieces and crying right now. And I am not. Not because I don’t mind what happened. I do. Very much. But I can’t feel properly anymore. I’m not even sure what the hell that means, but it doesn’t work. I don’t want to tell you what exactly happened, because I don’t...
MY HAIR IS GRAY!! (let’s see what happens when it’s dry.) Blow dry, or not? I think not today! That gives my hair that funy look!
BLACK HEART EQUALS BLACK LIPSTICK.
vomit.
I just though: “Maybe I should eat.” Because I didn’t have time to eat that much today. So I ate. And now, I feel sick. I think I’m going to vomit!
This is shit, because I guess I’m going to drink a lot today, because of (for my friend/s) obvious reasons. Well, hopefully I am NOT going to vomit today.
“Baby, come over, I need entertaining
I had a stilted, pretending day
Lay me...”
– Baby, we’ll be fine (via losemybuttons)
My life is reduced to fashion and being a waitress. How excitig. I.NEED.TO.LERN.SOMETHING. (I’d like to use my brain again, for a change)
Flight for London is booked! Smash&Grab and @Boysnoize we’re coming!
This is crazy!
I always have been proud of my short hair. The longest hair I ever had was to my shoulders. I never wanted longer hair. And if I did, I didn’t have the patience to let it grow. Now, I had short hair for two years. I even had it shaved on one side of my head!
Each day, there’s this moment I wished I had long hair. This didn’t happen a month ago. Never before! Not each day. I...
I hate you! I hate you! I FUCKING HATE YOU! (and I love my outbursts!) I HATE YOU, YOU FUCKING CUNT!
I need that in size small! Why is Nasty Gal always sold out?! I WANT THOSE LEGGINGS! BOTH OF THEM!
I am not happy. I think I’m going to play guitar again. (the saddest thing in thi is the “again”, I shouldn’t have stopped. Ever. EVER!)
I just thought that I wasn’t going tp play guitar because the’re so far away, but apparently I’m sitting right beneath one.