and after all the drinks and the bars that we’ve been to could you give it all up? would i give it all up for you? and after all the boys and the girls that we’ve been through, could you give it all up? would you give it all up? If i promise, boy to you… that i’ll never talk again. and ill never love again. ill never write a song, or even sing along. ill never love...
Christmas Eve. A year ago, I was in Mexico. /sigh.
Yeah, its gonna be another year with another sucky birthday. I can feel it.
i really suck at this being a daughter thing. :(
So on a side note...
Well, on a side note from my “hello” post, I would just like to warn you, dear reader, that I tend to blurt all my feelings out on my writing spaces (Blogger, LiveJournal, Tumblr, Facebook, Twitter, you name it). So, if you come across one of those posts, dripping with emotion and soaked in tears and stuff…don’t be too harsh when judging me. I’m awesome. But...
I don’t think about what’s good for me, and only me. Not because I...– me. yeah, i wrote this.
I’m addicted to writing. About me, about my life (however boring or cool it may be today), about the world, about my photos, and about the lovely things that happen day by day. The shitty ones too, but those come in second. Hello tumblr and people who live here! :D