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My blood bleeds red For all those thoughts you left unsaid Well how could you let your guard down And let me impose We’re dying the further this thing goes Well can we go back to where we were before You dropped your heart on my floor Cause it was easiest to hide it all away And never say what we were thinking No you’d never catch me blinking that night ‘Cause I was all of yours So say goodbye to days like these I’ll give it one more try and hope it all seems better in your eyes Well maybe not this time

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Icon: LJ/sixthmile
Layout: tuesdaynight
Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery

Written on: Sunday, April 20, 2008
Time: 10:14 PM


be proud of who u are.

they say retail therapy helps, i bought myself a pair of slippers, skinnys and berms, but i dont feel any happier. maybe, just maybe its because im okay, thats why the difference isnt that obvious, or maybe retail therapy just doesnt help. we chilled at hong kong cafe again again again, did i mention about its ambiance? went home for dinner with family. supposedly needing to do my tutorials, but i got fed up with the first question and i totally ignored the rest. i know im not supposed to stop continuing, but i just cant help it. school's being a bitch like always. im getting my tattoo done on wed, and im starting to get a lil freaked out after the pictures. gees. but no, i AM still getting my ink! training tmr, and prolly with me coughing my way round, with my running nose.

p.s. i hope ur mom's feeling better.

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