perfection.
beauty.
childish innocence.
unexplainable edge.
quirk.
free.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
restless.
is it strange that we get bored of places we once adored?
the firework spark that ignited has burst and shone its brightest.
for i hate it here now and it scares me.
no place on earth will enthrall you forever.
there are flaws, it just takes time to see it.
there is nothing for me here... only death.
the firework spark that ignited has burst and shone its brightest.
for i hate it here now and it scares me.
no place on earth will enthrall you forever.
there are flaws, it just takes time to see it.
there is nothing for me here... only death.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
nightmare hour.
i went op shopping yesterday, a normal pass time for me. i only spent $8 and scored big time! i managed to stretch my funds and got a pair of high waisted denim shorts, two oversized printed shirts and a cowboy belt.but the best thing i bought all day was a $1 childrens horror book. you know the ones with the big spaced letters and ten different stories in one book. i took one look at the pictures inside and had to have it!! im not too sure how good the actual stories are as i havent had a chance to read any of it yet but i've flipped back and forth through the illustrations constantly trying to decide on my favourites to show you.
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| I'm not Martin by R.L.STINE |
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| The Ghostly Stare by R.L.STINE (im thinking of getting this beauty tattooed somewhere on me i think she is lovely) |
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