I AM MOVING BITCHES.

Jasmine want to move to onsugar.com and she forced me to move tgt. Anw, the page is realllly pretty and pink so okeh can. And anyway, pretty much no one has my blogger link so yes. Bai blogger, thanks for entertaining my first 10 entries! 

xoxo

MURDERWESHALL.ONSUGAR

New song.

We write a song, a love new song for you.

Omg we so kewtzz I buaytahan liaoz,

xo

The Freeze

The blue shone through you like a cold light.

 I could feel what you felt. It poured out your eyes into mine. 

Bathed in light, I walked towards you and became a part of the colouring. 

A part of the hue. 

We painted a life, painted.

So much for all the past tense.
Rushing assignments at Eve's right now && being made use as a photographer while I'm here.

Bai worldz.

A hundred sleepless nights.

We wanted a war but we called it peace. And we bombed each other’s cities till nothing was left. Now you’ve left me alone to take care of the wounded. The least you’ve could’ve done was help me bury the dead.

Sick and tired of staying up late because once I lay down, you come into thoughts. (My bed also needs to kena chrome -.-) Not only that, House is so addictive. Addiction for the probationers. 

Today, someone came up to me and asked me how old I am. Many of you have said I'm only as old as I feel. In that case, I am age "Confused/annoyed/upset".

This world is stupidly cruel sometimes. Don't let it make you part of the problem. It'll tell you that the way you say things are more important than what you say. The world is wrong. Trust me, I know. Yes, we are more alike than anyone realises and yes, I am the same and feel the same things as you <3. 

So my personal advice to you is to tie down any lose objects and strap any pets you have to your body. If you have time, tape cushions to the walls. 

Ready, set, go!

*Need to stop posting sappy lines.

**See you in aprox 2hrs time bg. Sleep is for the weak ^^

Behind open doors,

July, you've been a bad month. Nothing good came out of you. I'm glad you're over because August seems pretty exciting already. Goodbye and good riddance!

Hello August. Please be good to me, to us. We plead. 

This is the acceptance speech. The end of anger and denial. I accept that you and I will never be the same again. That while those days will live in my mind forever, they’re over. I hate it. But I accept it. And I’m moving on now.

x

I burnt my tongue on you. Now I've lost all sense of taste. Or decency.

Good day, bad day. I need to stop paying for other peoples' mistakes. Literally, before I go broke. It's like throwing 100 dollar bills onto the sidewalk on purpose. Give me back my money please.

Have fun in town you bunch, without me. Probation is such a cunt. 

& was afraid of bumping into you and you in town. I did, I didn't. 

So near yet so far.

You cannot go back in time, even if you wish it with every fiber of your being, your heart and soul, even if you think about it every day. Trust me. I should know.

xoxoxoxo

And to my classmate:

I DO NOT HAVE A FUCKING STROKE. I emphasize on the words DO NOT.

Please stop coming to me saying "Oh, I prayed for you to get better" etc because there is nothing for me to get better from and I have never been fucking better. Stop feeling sorry for me because I'm totally fucking fine. It's just a dental fucking surgery, not a goddamn stroke. Zomg. I'll start praying for you.

Almost Lover

It's when you hold eye contact for that second too long or maybe the way you laugh. It sets off a flash and our memories take a picture of who we are at that point when we first know "This is love." We clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture but people change. People aren't pictures. You can either take a new picture or throw the old one away. 

To all my friends going through a heart break right now (frigging friggging a lot a lot a lot idk why), be strong because you know you're not alone. I can introduce yall other brokenhearteds ^^ Kidding.

G, hope you're feeling better now. It was ):  watching your tears while I sit there helpless, useless and giving stupid advice.

 

On pure coincidence, Eve and I wore the same necklace and ripped stockings out today. 

1, 2 whoop whoop!

We walked along a crowded street you took my hand and danced with me.

I've realized love does not hurt. It's the absence of it that does. 

When you held my hand, I died. I died there and then.

xo

*Honey, your favourite song is playing  on the radio.