sable piégé

Vous ne savez pas comment il se sent à l'extérieur de la foule
Vous ne savez pas ce que c'est que d'être laissé
Vous ne savez pas comment il se sent d'être votre meilleur ami du regarder à l'extérieur


Je ne suis pas ce que je suis représentée darling, je suis à quelques minutes de découverte A victime de pression sociale il aint aucun plaisir Idle mains commencent à travailler ce soir les horaires trop serrés, je dévers comparent ne je pèsent dans les étoiles, mais je peux avoir jamais leur je peux avoir jamais leur dans ma vie, je n'ai personne pour connaître et il restera probablement de cette façon, je sais que je n'ai pas peur d'enlever le chouchou Im une anomalie, vous déshabiller whats gauche je pense im going home, pense im going home je ne donner un sens plus Im, stimulation de la parole, ce que je suis censé pour vous dire la pensée Im gaspiller mon temps maintenant Im gaspiller mon temps maintenant


Je l'ai miscounted, la quantité de temps, j'ai été brisé, assez
et ensanglanté de ces larmes, Dreaming par le biais de peurs enfantines, temps passe comme sable contre la marée, souvenirs et tout ce qui a perdu les pleurs du sang, vous m'a raconté son pas me, son vous tous de ces murs, ils donc debout, je suis pris au piège à l'intérieur être refusé, le plus doux poison, la plus petite flamme, pics et s'enflamme mille sentiments, et, je suis faire tomber les murs, et je me fiche de si elles sont hautes, les grains de sable peuvent tomber, mais je ne suis pas vais pleure pas plus

MAUX DE TÊTE !

Collège a été mouvementée de megga ont deux devoirs délais un est ma feuille d'adjectifs pour l'anglais langue et littérature aussi mon travail pour des études de théâtre.
Vivre avec la neige depuis quelques jours et en raison de cela, un voyage de whitby, sur que j'étais censé aller a été annulé. Beaucoup dissapointment. Je lis Harry Potter et la pierre de Philoserphers nouveau!! J'adore ce livre, je manquera les films lorsqu'ils terminent. Ce sera comme la fin de mon enfance.
HELL HOLY mais j'ont un MAMMOUTH
MAUX DE TÊTE ! Elle se sent comme décès cogner sur ma tête. Je vais obtenir une douche et se détendre puis début grandes attentes.

Beaut Women

Helen Mirren

Lara Stone


Coco Rocha

Ashley Yao

Marine Vacth

Mia Farrow

Defined by nature created by madness...

watching Harry Potter and the philosophers stone!!

Awww I remember getting the book...
What a legend of a film !



Much excitement for christmass. Am getting a Wii sport!!
Having lost weight intend to loose more.



Would like a faux tan leather skirt and black wide legged trousers!
My mum bought me a cape from miss selfridges for £15...



Next time that I go out I am going to try doing my eye make up like this...

College has been very hetic... Drawing Jarvis Cocker for art has been intresting... he has a really strong jaw and also the picture I'm using he's wearing aviator glasses in it so the lines in the picture are nice and bold creating a fantastic picture for a lino printing!

Death to all Minors

Jump up is the word of the day!

Dunno why just is...
am nauseous at the thought of art review... would like a B but jons pushing for a A at the end of the year..

Ideas of momentary madness

Whiiiiiiiiiiiiish that someone would let me do their make up and let me take photographs of them for my art and textiles (Textiles especially)! Trouble is that I have only have the shitty camera on my phone... but I can get decent photos from it sometimes!
I'm using klimt as my personal artist for textiles and not sure about art yet.

I love the colours Klimt uses. His women are stunning.

I am considering getting a tattoo soon have a few designs in mind.

Not sure where I'd like them yet.

Have been hectic lately... college work and stuff at home.

Been feeling crap for a few weeks with everything getting on top of me had a non life threatening anurysm at home involving chocolate and lots of fattening food!

Am considering after college doing a small makeup course... possibly alongside photography.

I am currently on the website www.taaz.com which is a virtual makeover site! It's quite good.

Fuck My Life

A brash title but I don't gove two shiny shits!

Lifes is fucking stresing me out! Him is getting with a Her, that her (as obviously the swearing indicates) is not ME!
And thinking about the time I've wasted wishing it was me, has pissed me off beyond belief!

FML

As stupid and self indulgent as it sounds, I just want to cry thinking about it.

all I want is something "normal" in my life... something that can bring me a bit of happiness for once... and y'know what not just for me but my two best friends who deserve just as much as I do if not more. I love them both too bits and they both understand where I'm coming from and how I feel.

On a daily basis my life revolves around college, home, sleep, with a few bits inbetween.

I am a substitute person.

I live with it.

But for once I'd like to belong to somebody who I care about and they care about me.

Its not too much to ask... is it?

well yes, when theres girls much prettier than I am who are still single.

I know that moaning does nothing to solve it but it makes me feel better.

I know no one will read this... but for those who do and those who are boys.... Look and learn and for all those girls... Head High and Dream On

upset beyond belief.
No time left to cry though.
I'm just gonna smile.

Through it all I've been, mostly with you.
so where do I go from here.
Through it all, you've seen me fall.

I'm not his, and he's not mine.
Couldn't make a desision.
Just let the heart break

Start to cave. Start to cry.

uh huh well fine, not like it's even, worth the time, but still you know you wanted more, sorry it wont change, been there before.

The thing that sucks for me, lifes going in circles, ok so now you know the score.

I believe that life could get worse, but I'd like it to get better for a change.
That I'd be able to be more than me, or a friend.
That I could be honest and say the truth.
Everyday is passing by, each hour falls away, and theres not a moment I don't wish for changes.

It feels like I'm walking on broken bottles, each shard sticking into my feet, pushing their way up my legs to my stomach to my lungs to my heart to my throat to my mind!

I sit in silence and move in slow motion.
Window by window I try to look in to this scared little girl that I am.

I fill every hour with it. Huge and dark, I can't hide.
I still breath, but cry in silence at the lies I tell myself.

The Dark I Know

"Me and My Beauty"

God it's good the loving, ain't it good tonight!

Stuff is falling...
Where I don't know...
But it hasn't landed and broken yet...
I'm afraid for when I does!

Oh I believe....
All will be forgiven...
There is love in heaven...


Stuck in a rut, don't know what road to walk down... a whole can of worms are soon to be opened. Immersing myself in musicals... at the moment mostly Moulin Rouge and Spring Awakening...
Am I sharing these moments with no one.

Who can say what dreams are?
Who can say what we are?

I lay in silence thinking for hours of actions I can take but none of them seem very successfull.
I'm afraid to make a move...
Rejection is not my strong point, Heart Pain troubles me more than anything.

And now our bodies are the Guilty ones.

TIMES

Got smashed of my face!
Troubles a brewing!
Now I'm back!
and well things are still shit!