January 2011
Please take me so far away from here.
Day 7
Bestfriend 1 Bestfriend 2 Bestfriend 3 Bestfriend 4 Bestfriend 5 Good friend 1 Grandma Dad Mom Other familymembers.
Sometimes you have to be your own hero.
En dag ble jeg spurt om min religion. Jeg innså at jeg ikke tror på noe/noen. Jeg mener at det som skjer er bestemt av skjebnen, som igjen er bestemt av hvordan vi er. Rettere sagt; karma. Karma is only a bitch if you are, right? Uansett da, så fant jeg også ut det at jeg er ganske åpen når det religioner. Jeg vet ikke hva som ville passet meg best, og jeg vet ikke om noen i det hele tatt kunne...
Day 6
My phone. My computer. My real friends. Food. Money. Music. My camera. My bed. My jacket. You.
Day 5
I wish I could be rich. I wish I could live somewhere else. I wish I could be pretty. I wish I had a BlackBerry. I wish it didn’t stop. I wish I had a life. I wish things could be easier. I wish I could read others mind. I wish we could meet. I wish you could like me.
Day 4
I like you. I want you. What do you want? You are pretty. Do you believe in love? You mean more to me than you know. I need a hug. You make my day. Do you miss me? I miss you.
Day 3
I hate snakes. I hate people telling me what to do. I hate people talking for me. I hate bitches. I hate hair on wrong places. I hate fur. I hate my nose. I hate to be alone. I hate crying. I hate that I love you.
“Everything in life is temporary. So if things are going good, enjoy it because...”