Thursday, March 26, 2009
Its nice to realise that a couple of weeks ago i would have left the last line of this song off, if id written it in a blog.
dancing at discos
eating cheese on toast
yeah you make me merry make me very very happy
but you obviously, you didn't want to stick around
so I learnt from you.
eating cheese on toast
yeah you make me merry make me very very happy
but you obviously, you didn't want to stick around
so I learnt from you.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
It's days like these
.when you wish you could fly.
.when you wish you could be so out of it that you forgot your own name and was somebody else for the whole day.
.when you wish you could do things right, and not ruin the moment.
.when you wish you could just be happy and content with what you have, because its ten times more than what some people get in a lifetime.
.when i wish i could tell you i hate you for the things you do. even though i still love you more than anything.
.when you wish you were still a little kid with no worries.
.when you wish you weren't so freaking sensitive.
.when you wish you had motivation
.when you wish you could be so out of it that you forgot your own name and was somebody else for the whole day.
.when you wish you could do things right, and not ruin the moment.
.when you wish you could just be happy and content with what you have, because its ten times more than what some people get in a lifetime.
.when i wish i could tell you i hate you for the things you do. even though i still love you more than anything.
.when you wish you were still a little kid with no worries.
.when you wish you weren't so freaking sensitive.
.when you wish you had motivation
Sunday, March 15, 2009
its not always like this
Fuck you and all we've been through.
Leave it, it's nothing to you.
And if you hate me, then hate me so good that you can let me out of this hell when you're around.
Or when you're not around, rather.
Leave it, it's nothing to you.
And if you hate me, then hate me so good that you can let me out of this hell when you're around.
Or when you're not around, rather.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
zomg
I touched the black haired Veronica!
AND I CHUCKED A BRACELET AT HER AND SHE PICKED IT UP IN THE MIDDLE OF HER SONG AND WORE IT!
WHEEEE!
AND I CHUCKED A BRACELET AT HER AND SHE PICKED IT UP IN THE MIDDLE OF HER SONG AND WORE IT!
WHEEEE!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
i like thiz
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people don"t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do.
It"s not just in some of us; it"s in everyone.
And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people the right to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people don"t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do.
It"s not just in some of us; it"s in everyone.
And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people the right to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
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