i talk, a lot. i make people smile- i make them cry. but i know that i have funny thoughts.
go on, follow my twitter; if you dare.
twitter updates :D

i just hate it how i want to write but can't.
so i guess you're stuck with this crappy post.

i'm tired, my head hurts, but hello. you'll probably get more posts for the next couple of days.
i'm stuck at home. alone. fuckin' pissed.

why is it that my brother gets everything he wants without reason and i don't?
the one thing that i have that he doesn't have, he gets.

it makes me feel fucking special.
right- 'coz it doesn't. it makes me feel plain, ordinary ... simple.

it's not bad to be simple.
it's bad to be jealous, and i'm one to admit it; i am slightly jealous.

why? because he's got two phones, and an mp4
A FUCKING MP4 ?!

AND HE GETS AN ITOUCH. HE GETS ONE.
FOR NO REASON. BECAUSE HE 'WANTS TO'.

thanks. psycho.
so tempted to squeeze something onto your face.
would you like shit with your breakfast ?


fuck you.