how do you take a colour into class?
just like, hello, this is yellow. and if they say ‘put ink on these things you really like’ i will eat their children. although I doubt paul has children, he’s far too angry of a man. don’t even remember the other guys name. leg is burning. old people burning, old people burning.
Will someone text me please?
Lmfao. In the UK, obviously. )’: My internet won’t work, and I no one wants to talk me to me :’D
I'm going to draw,
so I’m actually at my desk. I’ve used it like 3 times since I moved in. It’s covered in relentless cans and ash. I like my desk.
going to put a sign on the door
“I can barely afford to feed myself, I’m not feeding your children too”
I really want a cat. ):
I feel like a movie called 'Evil Bong' is not...
just downloading like 20 movies.
fuck buying things. i’m going to have a well lush tea and watch stuffs. i’m still tired, i spent all day asleep. wottt.
someone gimme something to draw, i need creative...
my mind is drawing a blank here. D;
h y p o c r i t e .
"We used to spend hours, tangled in sheets,...
apparently dis line is good.
I hate myself
blackseawolf: more than you ever could
my lips actually started to look like its healing. you have no idea how much this excites me. doctors are the most frightening thing i can think of. worst than sheep.
Why are you yelling at me, I haven’t done anything, I just got in bed and your texts are angry and abusive. I’m too tired for these games of anger.
just heard someone cough, thought it was my mum,
was like MUMMY. but she doesn’t live here. :’) LESSON FOR YOU ALL, don’t move out of your house, you will miss your mum, even if she owes you nearly £200. another lesson. don’t lend people money.
gonna read more dis, so you can chose to read.
idek how i feel about it. I feel rusty. rustylustylizo. It’s 3am now, and the wind howls through the trees outside, the sky is clear and I see stars through my window. Sleep evades me, and I let my mind wander. I still taste your skin on my lips, feel the ghost of your pulse under my fingertips, and hear you whispering my name in the tempestuous breeze. My own pulse quickens as I remember....
I might post a bit. I used to love writing, although I only shared it with one person. And then things fucked up, and I just stopped, I didn’t want to any more. But, for the first time in ages, I actually want to write.
fuckyeahkateross: New song - Smoke so Grey. Tell me what you think! wow.
why are people praying for demi?
she has fucking asthma, its not like she got hit by a bus. if you believe in prayer, pray for something thats fucking useful, not some stupid overpaid brats slight health concerns. fucking hell, if we’re praying for people with asthma, will you pray for everyone with it? Heather from Eastenders has asthma, ain’t none of y’all prayed for her.
flickr just O HAI'd me.
gonna draw somefink on Illustrator for the first...
what should I draw doe? hmm.
“We have an essay due on the 24th January” “Okay, I’ll do it on the 23rd”
Dolores Umbridge is terrifing.
spending tonight in the fetal position watching...
envy my life. envy it. oh, i have jam on toast. and cheesecakes i can’t eat. i should be doing uni work, but i will do it all tomorrow.
Whoopi Goldbergs birthday is the day after mine.
I’m going to email her, see if she wants to have a joint party.
my facebooks blocked my mum from my account
and i have no idea how to fix it. ):
let your life revolve around a singualar person, watch it fall apart when they leave. don’t forget your friends, they’re the ones who’ll really be there. Neglect them, and when you’re alone, you’re really alone.
form your own opinions, don’t let the past get in the way of the future.