Happy New Year
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December 2010
You know when you hate someone so much you just want to talk crap about them all the time and plan ways of humilliating them...
…like swapping bodies with them for a day so you can go around insulting people and talking shit about their friends to their friend’s faces, then strip naked and go around snogging other girl’s boyfriend’s then act really retarded or even kill someone, so when you switch back to your own body and they’re back in their own you’ll be fine and they’ll get locked up and everyone will hate them and everyone who pretends to be their friend will hate them (cause really they only hang around with them for the attention and if they’re a guy a blowjob once in a while) and I will be like. Mwahaha, that’s what you get, you whore.
Yes, I meant what I said and I said what I meant, an elephant’s faithful one hundred percent!
“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant, filled with odd waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.”
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Lemony Snicket
(via deadmarch)
Out on the wall sounds of banging is constant coming from your head. And desperate the calls came and ringing from those wanna wring your neck, your neck.
My dream.
Right, so I keep dreaming about this guy I used to go to school with, until he left like a year and a half ago (Not gonna mention his name as that would be completely embarrassing, even though there is no way he’ll ever see this, haha) Anyway I used to fancy him for a long time, and then I realised he was completely not my type and the only reason for me liking him was cause he teased me a lot and I liked the attention, terrible I know :/
Anyhoo, last night I had this dream that he came back to school and we were somehow the best of friends - then (getting completely off track) the guy I like just now was in it and strange stuff happened - but this isn’t the first time I’ve dreamt about him… the old guy not the new guy.
So I like dreamt he was chasing me with this grass cutter ages and ages ago, when he was still at school, and I keep dreaming about him, but in strange ways. I’m a little scared. I mean, I’ve not seen him in what? two years, so what does that mean? That I’m waiting to see him again? I’ll admit that I’m curious about him, but I don’t think about him 24/7. :’) This seems really silly, but I’m quite annoyed with it, so I’ll just wait and see if it’ll happen again!
Roses are red, violets are blue, fuck you whore.
Finally settled on a theme!
I feel like I need to make my tumblr a bit more personal :')
MAKE-OVER TIME!!
