Through open eyes I sense a feeling
Painted black that lines your heart
It's bleeding through just like
The colors that I've seen right from the start
And if I had the choice to do this all again
Painted black that lines your heart
It's bleeding through just like
The colors that I've seen right from the start
And if I had the choice to do this all again
Love you, Babe.Manicure/Pedicure Session yesterday sure was some experience. Shan't elaborate, though, on how my fingers and toes were freezing off.
Guess the colour my nails are in now! Hawhaw.
LOVE 'EM TO BITS ♥That aside, my Mom was comparing my cousin and I again, as usual. Fine, fine, I know she's damn tall and skinny and has a smaller waist than me. And it's my fault for having joined Track & Field resulting in the hugest legs and hips in the entire universe. Still, it's not fair to say I've got a waist of "25 to 27 inches"; I can very well fit into my Cedar school skirt which is size 24, thank you.
After a certain incident this morning that brought back certain bad memories and deja vu of the awful past, have decided Elyssa needs punishment.
Today, have got plans I have to do away with. Like I mentioned to TOOWMS: "To rot at home is an imperative". Most certainly.
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And an sms just came in. It read: "Hey um i guess i just wanna thank you again for taking some time to hear all that shit from me? (:"
You're welcome, you.
All this is so fake, I find myself jaded. (And can you tell I'm trying so hard not to sound.. MEHHHH.)