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[November 22, 2009 | 12:45 AM] |
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growing up is hard to do
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[November 17, 2009 | 10:01 PM] |
wonderful beeday things;
- jumper from urban oufitters
- cheap fisheye camera
- printed mini skirt
- big teeshirt w. a LION on it! :)
- floral printed skirt
- dotted tights
- lg xenon
- "are these my basoomas i see before me?" by louise rennison ;)
- selected poems by e. e. cummings
- "this is not a book" by keri smith
- "a year in fashion" by pascal morche
- banana nut bread from g-ma
- package from chels!
bein sick on my beeday kinda sucked but me and steve are re-celebrating soon since we're beeday buddies :)
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[November 17, 2009 | 08:42 PM] |
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i feel like i'm becoming a worse and worse person as i go.
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[November 02, 2009 | 08:53 PM] |
- e.e. cummings book
- magazines for collages
- polaroid film, if i can find any
- regular film for manual
- good set of pens for drawing
- bigger journal so i can draw in it
my bday's in 10 days :)
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[October 28, 2009 | 07:57 PM] |
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so sleepy, always. sometimes i wish i had a friend who would wanna take naps w. me haha
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[October 26, 2009 | 11:06 PM] |
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01. i was angry cause i was mad for letting us grow apart
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[October 26, 2009 | 07:08 PM] |
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you always do this haha i don't know why you care. i'm hoping i won't start caring this time cause i know you'll be gone soon.
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[October 19, 2009 | 04:29 PM] |
- i'm not mad @ all, i just don't wanna have to deal w. you. i don't care if you feel like crap today, that's not a reason why i should not be upset because you're being an asshole for no reason. i understand that you were afraid for my safety but i can't explain anything to you, ever. how was i supposed to know? you can't just punish me for something i wasn't aware of, wtf. i didn't lie to you and my college essay is perfectly fucking fine, so don't tell me that shit especially since i don't want you to evr read it, it's personal. you get angry too easily and then you feel bad too easily too and idk how to deal w. it, evr. i already feel like i dissapoint you enough, why do you have to tell me how stupid i was and all the mistakes i've made. I KNOW ALREADY, i made them. - you're a bitch and i rly want nothing to do w. you. i'm finally fed up w. your bullshit and i think i'm just completely done w. you. you're fun and i love you, but you're only concerned about yourself. and that screws me over all the time cause you expect me to do things for you and evn when i say no, you get angry and then i just give in cause i dont wanna deal w. it
october sucks.
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