bleh
one word, a whole load of emotions. i hate being girl. i hate the fucking rag, my hair wont look like hair my make up wont make my eyes look like eyes and im bleeding to death.
weekend alone with some books and the computer, and im supposed to be looking forward to this shit?
bleh
one word, a whole load of emotions. i hate being girl. i hate the fucking rag, my hair wont look like hair my make up wont make my eyes look like eyes and im bleeding to death.
weekend alone with some books and the computer, and im supposed to be looking forward to this shit?
bleh
violet:
if you didn't live so far away i would invite you to come hang out with me! 
dirtypigeon:
thanks miss. the offer is well received.