13th of March,2010 11:55am

I would firstly love to say;
HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY BONA EATER!
Yes, I know, I love her to hell and back and we wil probably end up there, but hey, it's all fun while it lasts ;)

So I have kind of gotten off the whole writing depressiveness and stuff. I just can't be fucked dealing with peoples shit anymore. The more yout try, the less further you get. I am now watching the jumping castle people putting up some disney thing in my backyard and have decided to go for my second shower this morning. Yes, I am eating twisties.

The Anthropology of Ariana.

I'm not who you think I am because to be honest, you don't know who I am. How should you? I laugh when i'm not meant to, I cry when things get happy. I never know what to wear. I want it to be hot when it's cold, and cold when it's hot. I like being alone, yet when I am, I wish I wasn't. I realised not everything is worth dying for. Nothings what it seems and who you thought were, aren't. All I need is you, that's all I really know.