January 2010
WTF
kyielesellscrack:
If Wentz and Perez have a fist fight I think Patrick should jump in and be all “WOT, U WANNA TALK ABOUT MY GODSON BIATCHH?!!!?!” and then he’d beat the crap out of Perez and everyone will be happy and Stumpy will get flowers and be loved by everyone in Hollywood. The end.
Sex dreams in the morning.
Idk whats wrong with me but ive been having alot of wet dreams and it with the same person and it all ends the same way.
My busted hopes.
I want to rip everything bad about my life out of the picture.
“Everything is a copy, of a copy of a copy”
Not breathing in the morning.
I woke up this morning and felt like i was drowning. I couldn’t open my eyes. I was trying to call for help but it was like no one could hear me. Then i fell out of bed and it was like free falling into nothing.
Lust for Life.
I am a girl with hopes and dreams.
I am a girl with love to give away.
I am a girl with the urge fight.
I am a girl with the power to use you words against you.
I am a girl living a double life.
I am a girl wanting to to tell the world all on my mind.
I am a girl with a lust for life that seems to grow stronger everyday.
My name is vicki and i want you to read me like an open book.
“She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.”
– Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter, Chapter XVIII “A Flood of Sunshine”
“And the freedom she feels comes with the guilt of those she hurt.”
Where not in Kansas anymore.
I hide my soul from you today, Now i cant find it.
I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is ‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle!