i just realised that even if i have nothing to do i wont be bored. cause i think too much. honestly. sometimes it hurts to have a brain. and id like to say right now that i.am.not.a.bimbo. got that? also, i am not a girl who goes around saying 'i will not go there because it is dirty and smelly and not a place where my perfectly manisured fingers should go. god damn it. i am not a whiny weak girl. okay fine. maybe i whine but hey i am entilted to whining seeing that my life isnt exactly a freaking bed of roses. but i do not cringe at the sight of dirt okay. like hello. if i did i would have commited suicide after going crazy months ago. so if you dont know whats going on right now in this pathetic excuse of a life i have, leave.me.alone. and if you consider this post whining, you must not know me.

oh and on a completely different note, mum's coming home tonight(:



It’s a lot easier to say you're angry, than to admit you're hurt.

;je'taime