Tess' lyric mindAnd long walks on beaches
And hot days with nothing to do are overrated
When the only words you can say is are you ok?
Without you i don't want no...'
Wow, tess has sunk low enough to rip stuff off drops of jupiter
boring out
tess
manhugsThis falling in love thing is funny isn’t it? One minute you’re captivated at his hands moving across the piano with your voice on top.manhugs
Next minute, your tired, worried. Fidgeting, you can’t concentrate..
I think that’s why we love it so much.
You know from the very first minute you kiss someone that one day one of you will have to leave.
And it will be you.
When you leave, I will go on. Somehow. I will cry every time I hear a love song. Or see flowers. Or anything. But that’s natural, because grieving is part of losing.
I wil
lying againNo one is honest. Which is why we have our politicians, our lawyers and how can we forget, our doctors who calmly tell us this won’t hurt a bit.lying again
Forget that, expect it to hurt. Lying is good, I mean it gives off a certain impression right? It can save people from breaking friendships, or losing jobs, or partners. Why is honesty such a good quality?
Sure, it is nice to know the truth occasionally. Occasionally. But I don’t need to know if he or she is cheating on me. I mean, what I don’t know can’t hurt me right?
And trust me I will hurt. So isn’t it worth sparing me the pain? &n
LIFEA name doesn’t mean much. A life doesn’t mean much. Another statistic, 3,000 men and women everyday. A household every thirty seconds. And don’t you know it. I’ll tell you what? No one really cares if there was no one to catch you when you were down. To hell, there wasn’t even someone to catch you when you told them, and stuck a sticker on their heads and went down in slow motionLIFE
How very emo, Tess thought.
And it didn’t help to tell them. You still messed yourself up and it never did come undone did it? In fact, your life is about as messed up as they come. You keep thinking there migh
What am I?What am I actually?What am I?
I am a pile of skin,
Bones,
Muscles
Cells And lots more
I am my mother’s frizzy hair My dad’s brown hair My mum’s green eyes My dad’s almond eyes A nose perfect mixture of mum’s raised nose And dad’s downwards one My mum’s crooked but strong teeth I am my mother’s thin lips
A mixture of my dad’s olive colour And my mum’s paleness My mum’s apparent (yes, apparent) chin My mum’s long neck My dad’s sore back (lol) My dad’s stu
What is LoveI don’t really know what love is, I don’t think anyone really does. We all have our own perceptions but nobody really can know for sure exactly what love is.What is Love
Love for me was difficult and confusing and completely one-sided but it didn’t matter. You always think it will work out like it does in movies, you’ll eventually end up with the guy against all odds because that is just what happens, but movies lie, life has no perfect script.
You can do everything for that one person; do anything but it won’t make a difference. You can learn the guitar for them; you can be nice to them and go out of yo
Lucy
Rant
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We can base a whole conversation about peanut butter.
Oh yes, we can.
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Insanity is becoming
tell me something interesting
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We can base a whole conversation about peanut butter.
Oh yes, we can.
i don't know who hamush likes
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Insanity is becoming
he's telling everyone i swear, it's just a matter of time...
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We can base a whole conversation about peanut butter.
Oh yes, we can.
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