But you know? I was at my friend's house yesterday. I kept talking about how perfect my angel, R and R's brother are/was. I just couldn't stop. It was like I just had to get it all out. She was really surprised, she told me that she's never seen me talking so much about a person. And then she said nobody is perfect. Which I completely disagree with. I'm not saying that perfect is a thing or that it's certain way to be. I'll explain later. Gotta go. A cake is waiting to get baked ;)
Sunday, February 10, 2013
By A on 9:06 AM
Boring day. I haven't done anything special, but at least my tummy-pains and the terrible headache is kinda over now. I should probably start baking the cake soon. Today has been quite meaningless.
Popular Posts
-
Dear They call it Valentine's day. Apparently it's day of love. As I sit alone in my bed I wonder, how much of what's celebrat...
-
Somehow this is what everything leads me back to. I do not know whether it the writing or the memory of our friendship that causes this reli...
-
Hi Tbh I don't have much to tell you. I'm just fine. Believe me. Right now. In the moment. But how I'll be in seconds,minutes, ...
-
Dear Alex, Today have been alright so far. Currently in history class, boring as hell. R is feeling better today, so that's good. Today...
-
Dear Alex, I really can't be arsed with lazy people who constantly complain but never do anything about it. They just kill all the posi...
-
Dear, I did perfect in my dance theory trial exam, and my day was mostly fine. But then I accidentally broke a lamp at home while randomly ...
-
I got a very big imagination, and I like to create parallel reality in my head. Sometimes it collides with the truth, but it is where I find...
-
Dear Ballet class yesterday was great. When you see you can do better than some of the skinny girls, it makes you feel better. When I'...
-
Thank God, I can finally type normally again. Or should I say thank you? Because I actually don't believe in God. But I do believe in yo...
-
Dear, I'm crying. I have no idea about the reason why. Are some people born to be broken? If so, am I one of those?
About Me
Powered by Blogger.