sad times.

well, i'm rebelling against the parents, that much is decided.
the reason for the title is because i am no longer going to have bus journeys with a very good friend of mine. it may not seem like very much to anybody but our memories are epic. every morining we'd have random sessions of jedwards ice ice baby or justin biebers one time. tonight we did everything, we sang in japanease, ate oranges and did all the actions that we made up all those months ago to justins song. now theyre all just memories.

What do i have left?

music.
music.
music.

i'm kinda crazy. yep. i have random highs all the time which means i'll save a lot of money in the long run because i won't need drugs. Not that i was planning on taking them either.

Anyway, i have a lottt of people/bands i'm in love with at the moment, i'll share :)

The Pretty Reckless
30 Seconds To Mars
All Time Low
Detroit Social Club
Nirvana
Locnville
We Are The Ocean
Christina Grimme
Tamar Kaprelian - this girl is amazing. i was watching the hills and heard her song 'new day' and bought the song straight away. She is so talented :)

and that's really all i can remember right now but i'll think of some more probably later

Good day.

Just updating my phone, got a bit of pretty reckless on there and the long over due jason derulllloooooo ;)


but seriously. taylor momsen, i actually love her. She has, beauty, brains and talent. Like the american version of emma watson. she looks amazing in the video for make me wanna die.

Just realised, once in a while you can actually take a break. You don't have to be in control all the time. :)

Privacy.

Yes so i gave you the password to my facebook and yes i said you could go on it to play games and get me on high scores but i'm pretty sure i didn't give you permission to read my private chat. You know, it was left from last night and you have to click it to see what it sais and there's no way you could have clicked it accidently. Even if you 'did' then there is no way in hell you could accidently scroll up and read my whole conversation. Come on. Yeah, it was about you and i was only talking to your nephew but seriously? You cant be pissed off with me for reading what i wrote in PRIVATE CHAT.

Your my mother for god's sake.

Money tree please?

well i got bored so here are some of the things i am now in love with and would have bought already had i not been in debt.

-both of these are from urban outfitters and are actually amazing, Karl largerfield is an amazing person ;)

the end.

well its finally the end.

age is just a number but you just can't see past that and i understand that but i just wish you'd told me a little sooner. you know :/. i got sick of you and told you that its the end and i know you won't text back. i'm not thick, i'm a teenager.

it really did go kak you piel.

why do i do this to myself?

nobody should have to feel like this.

where do we stand, do you like me, will anything happen, am i hanging onto false hope, am i trying to find something that isnt there?

Just give me an answer.

i get cross when you don't reply, and then feel stupid when you do, i get happy when i see you and then get upset when you dont smile at me.

am i going crazy? absense makes the heart go fonder but maybe thats the problem. i dont see you very often so am i slightly obsessed?

i dont know anything anymore, im questioning everything in my life and its your fault.

the blame lies on you, what are you going to do about it?

Self Preservation

Me. me me me. I do this and i do that but i want to do it with you. I want to do everything with you, all the time but it's not going to happen, i know it and so do you.

Maybe one day, hopefully soon, but not in this lifetime.

At least not this week.

Being a teenager...what does that mean...well it automatically gives you some kind of label to old people, 'don't look her in the eyes, she's probably got a knife' or 'she's wearing a hoody, she's probably on probation.'

The facts are: we worry about little things and don't care about big ones, we take ages to get ready and we sleep through most of sunday, we laugh we cry we agonise over boys and we get annoyed if one of them doesn't text back. We find signals that they like us and then we run crying to our best friends when they tell us to stop stalking them.

That's the truth.

That's life.

Live it, love it but don't pretend it's something that it's not because your just wasting your time.