April 2010
Sparkly wolfbat.
I’d quite like you to walk through my door right now, kiss me, sit with me whilst I do coursework and listen to the killers, then climb into bed with me and let me fall asleep with you again.
I miss you.
Tonight was the best night I’ve had in a very long time. xx
I can still taste you on my lips.
I like this.
A: the future doesn't exist really, if you think...
Annie Beverly just made sense of my life. wot.
Hi, my name is: Phillipa Never in my life have I been: normal. The one person who can drive me nuts is: Jack Hall. High school: South Chav Chad. When I’m nervous: I find the first thing to occupy my mind or realise I’m talking to myself. The last song I listened to was: Brim Full Of Asha - Fatboy Slim If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honour: Emma Smith. My hair...
Don't do this.
I can’t take it. Not now.
@Fiona.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?
D;
GIANT WORRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMM.
However, these are worse.
His name was Perry He had a learning difficulty His father was a very mean man His father burned his skin His father send him to his death He was ten years old He was ten years old He was ten years old Her name was Naomi Beautiful round face, so ashamed Told me how to please a man After school in the back of a bus She was doing it every day She was eleven years old She was eleven years old She was...
These lyrics always get me.
“Going over to susan’s house, walking south down Baxter street, nothing hiding behind this picket fence. There’s a crazy old woman smashing bottles on the sidewalk, where her house burnt down two years ago. People say that back then she really wasn’t that crazy.” Going over to susan’s house Going over to susan’s house She’s gonna make it right ...
You should have died that very night. Good job for you I wasn’t born a killer. You took my life, and I took my flight. Good job for you I wasn’t born a killer.
I like creative writing exams.
As the bell tower blocks the summer light all the seeds in our garden fight to break and blossom; all to be adored. Look, your skirt is torn and there’s blood on our sheets. As comes the long of of the law, fist tight banging on the door, knocking me down on his way in. And I let him in.
As I pass out into a dream; whooping cranes and wooden beams. Great white wings beating in an attic, in...
Feeling a bit out of control at the moment… Need to make a to-do list and sort it all out. Starting with people.
Last one.
1. Name one thing that turns you on with unprecedented success. Nothing. I’m a frigging ball of steel.
2. Quick! Look around you and name 3 ordinary items that could be used sexually. Hairspray can. Wine bottle. Belt.
3. Do you consider sex good even if you don’t orgasm? Yeahhh. 4. If you could be the opposite sex for one day, what sexual position or act would you like to experience...
Don’t tell me lies, so where’s your man? Refer to anyone as “your man” again and I’ll spear you. Also, in bed.
First name of the last person to text you? Well, that was a bit of a mind fuck… and it was Adam.
Who was the last person you had a conversation with on the phone? Lesleyyyyy <3
Have you had a best friend of the opposite sex? James, and he still issss innit...
So we invented a new riddle today...
I’ve killed 10 people, but none of them are dead.
Omfg, I want some angel delight >:(
(via lozvicious)
I’d go for some of that shit. :|
TMI Tuesday.
1. Have you ever broken something in someone’s home unknown to them and never told them? If yes, explain. I think I stood on a phone charger in someone’s house once and snapped the little plastic pin out of it… I’m really clumsy, so I’ve probably done it looooooads.
2. What’s one sexual guilty pleasure that you wouldn’t openly tell your friends about?...
theywereherefirst:
lozvicious:
...
Why did Helen Keller's dog jump off a cliff and...
You would too if your name was sajifjlsisdjifiuop
Actually so so happy. Best mood ever. I’ve never felt this content or comfortable before, its so strange.
Overhauling my room, atleast that’s a change I can make, if only small.
It's that kiss...
the one you lose yourself in. You realize that you don’t want to kiss anyone else and that you are in love; the world around you disappears except you and that person. Everything suddenly makes sense and the world is put to right. All that was wrong is now shaddowed by the warm smile, inches from your face. There is nothing that you would swap for that moment, nothing in the world. Lips...
Overhauling my room, atleast that’s a change I can make, if only small.
