Me: I don’t know who I am anymore
Brain: GAAAAAAAAAAY~
Aspirations.
Age6: “when I grow up I want to be an archaeologist or a vet :)”
Age 10: “I want to be a teacher”
Age 14: “I want to be a model. “
I’m almost 18 now and with my grades I’d be lucky enough if I qualify as a prostitute with these grades. Funny how so much can change in 12 years.
Best. Day. Ever.
I don’t blog ever cause that’s gay(ironic cause I am. ) but 22nd May has been uber awesome! Chilled out all day with the people I love Janet and Gerry and the Matts. Got moderately high then to come home and there’s s BBQ chicken and steak cooking on the BBQ waiting for me. Lush hmmm this day couldn’t get any better…..Lol joke yes it can. Rocky road ice-cream and chocolate cake.
Explosive! Like a volcanic heap, bubbling up, hot. Red needles in my eyes in my head, body turning, trembling. Passion turned rage, homing in. Users pines. Bully me please, quicken of the chest . Infectous feeling, fake faced lied, Breaking the blood.
Tropic Hurricane run riot i the veins. RED.RED.RED. I have colour now, I have fury now, to be the cunt, to break the cunt, like hazed words snipe the wrech with poison, torrid pods cracked like nubian dead watch, niggling at the brain, sickness everywhere, wicked fool, Mutable fire, in out the doors that open like the mouth of devils swallowing up. Eat Cunt, Full. Betrayal turns like quick silver cut away from heartiness to satisfy the ugliness
