My opinion is that.. Oh well, I guess she is being a little rebel and all that, but honestly speaking? She does look like a boy. And more childish. She looks nothing like matured or grown-up. More like a little boy.
WELCOME TO THE PERFECT WORLD OF MISERY. love you.
About Me
- Flower Drug
- Whatever, Utah, United States
- I am blunt. Updated. Clever. And messed up. Everything anyone has ever taught you - I probably can turn around to a lie. I do that. I don't really love my life either, you stupid optimistics. And I fuck up everything almost everyday. That's just me. And yeah, I basically think to much and over analyze every little thing.
21 November 2010
emma watson new haircut
Everybody is going crazy about this new haircut. She looks so much older. Mature. It is flattering for her face. She is the new Twiggy. Modern Twiggy indeed. I am not here to diss on anyone, but seriously?
My opinion is that.. Oh well, I guess she is being a little rebel and all that, but honestly speaking? She does look like a boy. And more childish. She looks nothing like matured or grown-up. More like a little boy.
My opinion is that.. Oh well, I guess she is being a little rebel and all that, but honestly speaking? She does look like a boy. And more childish. She looks nothing like matured or grown-up. More like a little boy.
20 November 2010
please quit being gay!
He is so ..
Cute. Clever, yes, clever! He cares about what is going on in the newspapers. He cares about technology and how it is developing. He cares about history and philosophy and he reads books. He is kind. He sees people the way they are, and he doesn't judge. But he doesn't 'love' everybody either. He dresses nice. He even does his hair in a way that compliments his face. He is clean. He is funny. Not in the boyish way, but he is actually being classy sarcastic. He laughs without saying 'that's what she said'.
He is gay, girl. Forget it. But? No, gay. Alright.
Cute. Clever, yes, clever! He cares about what is going on in the newspapers. He cares about technology and how it is developing. He cares about history and philosophy and he reads books. He is kind. He sees people the way they are, and he doesn't judge. But he doesn't 'love' everybody either. He dresses nice. He even does his hair in a way that compliments his face. He is clean. He is funny. Not in the boyish way, but he is actually being classy sarcastic. He laughs without saying 'that's what she said'.
He is gay, girl. Forget it. But? No, gay. Alright.
19 November 2010
be stupid. DIESEL.
I love adore freaking breath this campaign. When it comes to DIESEL? Well. Haha. Had an obsession a few years ago.
Hey
Hey you
What about me?
Nothing, I just said hi.
No, you said you, as in something about me, what?
You're weird.
So that's the thing about me eh.
No -
Don't even, thank you for making my day hopeless.
I mean, there's nothing about you.
Nothing?
No, gee!
Well "gee", thanks for letting me know i don't have a place in your mind.
Over analyzing can truly kill a conversation. I was just trying to be funny. FUNNY. Oh joy, now I'm contradicting myself too. What's next? I wanna try start a fashion blog?
Hey you
What about me?
Nothing, I just said hi.
No, you said you, as in something about me, what?
You're weird.
So that's the thing about me eh.
No -
Don't even, thank you for making my day hopeless.
I mean, there's nothing about you.
Nothing?
No, gee!
Well "gee", thanks for letting me know i don't have a place in your mind.
Over analyzing can truly kill a conversation. I was just trying to be funny. FUNNY. Oh joy, now I'm contradicting myself too. What's next? I wanna try start a fashion blog?
Acting. One.
I am now on my deep search after a monologue to perform on my first audition ever. It is only for a high-school play, and I start crying only imagining how it will be. I see myself clumsily get on stage, then looking in the light avoiding any eye contact when introducing myself, and burn my eyes. This will probably make my eyes wet. Then it will look like I am crying. Then I will probably start crying for real. After my mind has though of every possible way of failing and my body froze to ice. Do not laugh at me. I am dead serious.
Monologue. What the heck to do. Normally I am not shy at all. But on stage. Oh. My. Heck. I suck.
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