I see psychadellic colours when I log onto my blog. It's my personal space and as over-rated blogs have been, I do not wish to be compared. I don't need it to be popular, I don't need you to read me, it's never a mean for you to understand me deeper, if that's what you seek. What you see, is never what you'll get...
I am the pretty pistol. This is a game of Russian Roulette.
Please, excuse the mess.
Unconditional desires.
Nicholas Sparks,great songs, better books, satisfying food,slippers,Patrick Stump New orleans jazz,poetry movies,period dramas,pop/rock/punk,Fall Out Boy,Cody McFayden, Chick lit,Thrillers, Fantasy,literature,quills, Blankets,Best buds,parchment, brown paper bags,Crashing waves,Operas,Musicals,Super sticky post-its, jackets, button down shirts, boots, Converse,three quarts,stuffed animals, plushy pillows, plushy people, Pete Wentz, manga, One tree hill, Perfumes, fruity smells, Developing crushes, Arty Fartyness,Guitars, Piano pieces, Christmas, snow, bells, crackerjacks, candy canes,fruity soaps, Summer,hats, autumn, Winter, Exotic names, exotic cocktail names, Identical twins, coloured eyes, rainbows,fireplaces, Chicago,Rome, Moscow, Hawaii, Europe, Perth, Canada,The smell of brown paper,fresh laundry, new books and cotton, the feel of soft puppy/kitten fur, the sound of clapping,ripping and the turn of a page, the sight of loved ones and best friends, the taste of the first crisp, cocoa and warm soup on a rainy day, coca cola, snapple
s mango madness, the smell of seabreeze, Orange Julius, mini ritz, Starbucks, posters, berries, Mr Yeti, London, Harry Potter, The magicians guild, red, orange, brown, black, chalk, tree bark carvings, cloud gazing, the fluffy flowers downstairs,wind chimes, Tigger, teddy bears, Pride and Prejudice, intricate ornaments, T-shirts, road trips, laughing at my own sticky up hair in the mornings, debate, watching the ships go by, Frozen strawberries, strawberries,fanciful magazine pages,
I feel horribly suffocated. By school work, the competition, floorball, stress, problems. EVERYTHING. I can't breath anymore. Shit. It's counsuming me little by little everyday I tell you.
The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day`
