September 2011
WOW, Dyson...
NO ONE. AND I MEAN NO ONE FUCKING YELLS AT KENZI.
GTFO, GO DIE OR SOMETHING.
Just a little something I came up with in bed last night
Some days are just worse than others,
When the sun beats down and you hide under your covers.
No-one has seen the hardships you’ve faced,
Most people know their fathers own embrace.
There never seems to be a hope,
No glittering light to help you cope,
You understand only the disappointment you cause,
While you close all the open doors.
THIS IS A JAMES MARSTERS APPRECIATION POST.
Be warned.
Thank you.
Have a nice evening.
hey im joe from omegle we got disconnected. is there any way i can talk to u
Wow you were smart enough to use tumblr, haha msn? jess.wynne@live.com.au
SilverMoon130
POTTERMORE FTW
Woo! I'm a high school drop out & my mum won't talk to me
Life is just fucking grand.
I'm on the wrong train line.
& sometimes it’s right there in your face,
holding your eyes open,
and sometimes you’re not meant to handle it because there’s something better waiting for when you fall.
Sometimes you’re just on the wrong train line,
& it’s okay to get off and pick another one.
Everyone will stare at you and judge you as you get off and walk over to the other platform,
but once you get on that train,
they’re as good as gone anyway.
