I still love piczzzzooo, and will still blog...
Guess who's back?! ME
It's been a while friends..
I will post alot more soon, well tomorrow...
And I dyed my hair brown ;)
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Loveeeee Yaaaa.
Who do you think you are?
You have NO control over me any more, you left.
Stop trying to consume me, you have no innocence in yourself any more.
I have seen things that have scared me for life because of you, so don't speak these words on me.
You're selfish, inconsiderate, self-absorbed, you have no hold.
You know that, don't try to buy me, it's not working, it shows how insecure you are, you ask me 'am I a good father', clearly BLATANTLY showing how insecure you are, you wouldn't need to ask that if you knew we had a good relationship.
Don't get her involved either, she is the same person as you, same vile person.
I don't like her, you know that, yet you force me to spend time with her, force me to like her.
I only keep in touch with you because of my sister. I looked out for you to hold my hand, no, you took the ground beneath my feet.
Don't try to speech me, put guilt on me. You're the one with the conscience, I have the worst childhood because of you, more like I haven't got one. You may soak me in your money, but not your love, even your hugs are pathetic and petty, I feel nothing. No wonder why I have many problems with myself and other people.
You've made your bed now lie in it. I'm done.
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Wow, now I feel better, it's like writing a letter and letting it all out, but never sending it.
You make me smile.
You make me laugh.
You make me snigger immaterially.
You make me free of cautions.
You make me happy.
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
You made me change my mind about many things.
You made me feel free.
You made me be myself.
You made me have faith.
You made me trust.
You make me open up.
You made me stronger.
You made me careless.
You made me fall.
You made me realise.
You made me shine.
Even brighter than the moon
You make my heart bounce.
You make me feel drama.
You deepen my eyes.
Come on, let your colors burst
You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
You're original, cannot be replaced
But yet, I can decide yet if it's good or bad for me?
You made me be everything, that I ever dreamt of.
You make me feel there are no complications, even though there are.
I can't get over how gorgeous you are.
I said this effortlessly.
Give me a reason? I have to know
You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July
Cause you're a firework
Come on, show them what you're worth
Just own the night like the 4th of July
Cause you're a firework
Come on, show them what you're worth
Who is it about?
Oh yeah, thank you everyone, following, hyping commenting!
You are amazing
I'm on the hompage, 3times running!
You lot are my first loveeeeeeeeeee!
What's up sunshine?
I had a blast at Amanda's party, I wasn't sick! Oh yes, I'm going up in the world, but my head is still really hazy.
But I'm all fanciful, stupid hangover.
Yes, I woke up to find writing in PERMANENT maker, all over my body where people have signed me!
Oh those bastards! ¬¬
So yeah, I'm going to be doing three blogs in one, because I have taken different pictures and they are completely irrelevant to each other!
So my first one is called 'Vouge'
Don't ask because I really don't know.
I had to do something while my mum went and got my bleach for my roots! :P After our argument she still exhilarates me!
Oh, ever read the 'Great Gatsby'
At first I thought, why on earth did I take english I don't want to be reading rubbish like this'
But after reading more chapters than I should have, because I've just fallen in love with the book.
This is a quote which made me smile, 'I'd like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around'. Completely infatuated. I couldn't help myself, I read the last couple of pages, I was harrowing over it. :/
Also I have to write a definition on blogging for music, is this alright?
Blogging - a place where you can express yourself at all odds, a place to release, be yourself, experiment, find new people who care, no trying to impress, no interfierence, just you and a keyboard, try it, let yourself go.
This was on urban dictionary! PISS MYSELF
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The crusty paste left in your underpants, usually when you have a yeast infection.
Look at her panty pudding? No, its just Christie
I know, I know, I may look orange in some! But, I don't have an excuse! :L
So the next ones are of me and Ellis, before me went to Urban:L
SHIT. Hahahahha, I didn't even realise my fly was open! 8-)
Yeah, yeah.
Right, some of these pictures are highly embarrassing, so I might not put some up!
Because my boyfriend looks on here!
right, uploading these photos is taking years, so I've given up ¬¬
I LOVE YOU.
Tell them that I'm happy.
Shout it from the rooftops.
Write it on the skylight.
All we had was gold.
All my scars are open.
