Are you a mean person? Not mean.

Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? Stephadawggggggg.

Is there someone you don’t ever want to be out of your life? Yes.

Do you miss your past? Some parts of it.

Have you ever felt like you weren’t good enough? Yes.

Last thing you had to drink? abigcupofT, nigger.

Last female you talked to, who was it? Steph.. Again.

What about male? Rosario I believe.

Would you be able to date someone who couldn’t make you laugh? No.

Is anyone on your bad side? Are they everrrrrr... Actually no, no body is at the moment. What a suprise? I just initially thought someone HAD to be there before even thinking about anyone but truth is; THERE IS NO BODY.

Have you ever slapped someone across their face? Yes.. Punched Alex's face once too..

Is anything wrong? There is, just not enough for me to rant on about.

whom did you last give the finger to? Alexxxxxxxxxx on Skype in da bath.

Are you in a good mood? Fantastic mood in fact, IF STEPH EVER BRINGS THIS TEA TO ME.

Would you ever want to swim with sharks? Would be awesome.

Are you excited for anything? Yes!

What are you doing right now? I actually hate when people answer, 'this', mind you that I do sometimes write that, well used to when I actually filled out these things but obviously you're doing this. Like, what else are you doing? Tumblr? Facebook? Talking on the phone, fucking useless people honestly, the question is there for a reason!!!! But I'm on Tumblr and Facebook and rolling a few smokes.

Are you worried about anything right now? Could be... But I'm not, the outcome resolves in sleep or chronic prescribed drugs, either way I'm happy as Larry.

Have you ever been used? One night stands.. We used each other? If that counts.

Where is the last person you kissed? Sleeping at his grandaddy and grandmamma's house.

Did you have unread messages when you woke? On Tumblr... No one texts me anymore these days because I never have credit or use my phone.. How sad? Ha

I NEED ANOTHER ONE OF THESE, KILLS A SHIT LOAD OF TIME. 'TIS GEWWWWWWWD.

I'm crashing into six million thirty one thousand eight hundred and four pieces, is that not enough?

When my head starts aching, the tears start rolling.

Are we still what everybody thought we were?

These monsters are killing my thoughts, my serenity within myself.

Tonight, I'm sleeping with a bag over my head.

Is a dry patch the killer of all relationships?

They remind me of you and I - and that is promising.

Do Muslims swim in their berkas?

Take my life, do what you wish.

WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING WRONG?

Is it worse to bottle up things to keep one you love happy and scar yourself on the way there or is it worse if you let it out and hurt the other person but no where near as badly as you would hurt yourself..?

Sacrifice yourself to keep the one you love happy or to hurt the person you love but not so severely?

To be.. Or not to be?

Maybe at the main meal? But I hope we're still at the entrée..

I thought how much you mean to me was a new, brilliant phenomenon but I guess love has a side dish of pain too.

You dream a life without me.

Two months of old pasta and the stench of cigarettes.

I just read a story I wrote about a year ago and it gave me shivers. I can't write, draw or do anything any more.

I want to tell eighty nine people how magnificent it feels.

Angry at the world

My skin turns so white when I'm high and my veins show purple, it makes me teeth look yellow.

I still don't know how to say it.

'I think everybody around us thinks we're fucking perfect together.'

Do you touch my body and feel beauty or do you just get on a hard and go all out?

Today.. Or tonight, whichever but this or that is all I ever wanted and needed for the past couple months.

Thank you, I have never felt so alive.

I hate when people ditch, even after all your plans and shit and then you're stuck.. By yourself.. At home.. Waiting probably about 5 hours for your boyfriend to come and probably watch a movie and fall asleep..

I noticed that you still are the one I live everyday for.

And I want us to be best friends with eternal happiness between each other.

I JUST WANT YOU TO UNDERSTAND AND NOTICE HOW HARD I AM TRYING, INSTEAD YOU PUNISH ME FOR THE SMALL THINGS.

Ah save me.

TEA, CIGARETTES AND LYDIA

Wow, I'm bloody sorry mad'am

I miss our story, 'The Modern Capulet and Montague'.

I am going to sleep now, to think and possibly dream about what we have, what we share and what we don't have.

My dreams may mimic November.

Forty five minutes early for school on a cold morning.

A little cure for boredom.

The person I like and why I like them:

I've got a little crush on Alex Rohan because he's fucking beautiful.

A famous person I've been compared to:

Well, I've been told by heaps of people that I look like Mia Wasikowska off Alice in Wonderland and Alex told me I look like a pale version of Jessica Alba.

The best thing that has happened to me this week:

Well it is Friday tomorrow..

How I'd spend ten thousand bucks.

Hair dye, clothes, tattoos for Alex, cigarettes, food and shoes.

My last night out in detail:

Saturday night – With Alex, Steph and Natalija. Alex, Steph and I went to some restaurant on Keilor Road and had a couple of beers then Steph went to Essendon station to meet up with Renee and Alex and I went to The Linc.. Had a couple more beers, wasted money on the pokies and eventually picked up Natalija from Tia's and smoked up.

Something that makes me sad when I think about it:

Losing people and regret.

Would I rather be stranded on a desert island with someone I love for ten years or someone I hate for a month? Explain why.

Love, easily because you love them..

Something I'm currently worrying about:

My headaches..

Ine person from Tumblr I’d throw off a cliff, one I'd marry and one I'd fuck:

Throw: Tiger-Cub because she's so fucking up herself and annoying.

Marry: Some guy I saw on my dash the other day.

Fuck: The Homme boys.

Something I do without realising:

Play with my nipples haha.

Lyrics that apply to my current situation/mood:

First Day Of My Life – Bright Eyes.. Sort of I'm not sure.

A drunken story:

Went streaking with Sam Tansiri, Maxime cracked it and made me sleep on her lawn because she kicked me out so I went to Samuel's and didn't talk to her for months and months.

Something I regret:

Paranoia.

To do list:

Language analysis.

Post a picture of myself:

Will do after this thing.

My longest relationship and who it was with:

Possibly Alex, I don't know.

Post a bit of my last I'm conversation:

'English and at the canteen, but I'll come to you if ya want'

Five things I would change about me:

My hair, my boobs, ass, legs and my paranoia.

My view on being Tumblr famous:

Awesome and time consuming, which is why I have Tumblr in the first place.

Someone I’d like to be for a day and why:

Abbey Lee Kershaw or Gemma Ward

Five things within touching distance:

My laptop, doona, Steph, tea and cigarettes.

Story of my first kiss:

We were just having fun.

An embarrassing/socially awkward situation I’ve found myself in:

Um many..

Something I’m not proud of:

Manyer things.

The last argument I had:

Tiny argument on stop interrupting Alex talking.

I want to start loving school again, I want to love to learn.

I realllllllllly need some cigarettes, somebody come and give me a couple? Please?

It's so cold and windy! Fuck Melbourne.

I can't be fucked with school any more.

I want to run away and leave. I need to get out of here, save me.

City + Colour, apple crumble and cigarettes..

I find you the most beautiful man in the world, I think of you in particular and suddenly everything else around me is beautiful too. You mustn't be from here..

Are we living because of each other or are we living because we care about each other?

You are perfect.

I just realised how much you mean to me, how much we've been through. Isn't it all fucking wonderful?

HOMETOWN GLORY.

How much is self esteem and where do I get it from?

I'm living a nightmare within a fantasy..

I want to tell you that I am in love your skin, your hair and your beautiful, chubby thighs. Your cosy stomach, your warm hugs and your killer smile.

But how can I? I know it's hard to see but I can't try any harder.

I find myself constantly screaming your name at the top of my lungs.. It's so hard to tell you with words. All I want and need is, "you're so fucking beautiful and I will love you no matter what. I will do anything in the world to make you happy and when you're feeling down, I'll give you your favourite hugs for the longest minute of your life and if you need or want another one? I'll give you two more. You make me feel like the luckiest man in the world."

Because Ally, baby, I want to give you the world though, I only have so much. I want to show you how much there is to give from my heart, but I just don't know how.

A fleck upon my porcelain skin.

My rush from one withdrawing smoke from my j - my only happy days.

I am sixteen with marijuana in my cupboard. I wear knit sweaters and leggings all the time.

I find my self continuously disappointing people and making people aggravated or I even catch the slight, half smile you see some do when I walk past them.

I don't know why, but am I a friendly face? Because children aged about four to eight show so much attention to me, little do they know I despise their itty bitty tits and want them to burn..

I'm sorry for letting you down, making you angry and ruining your night. I'm sorry for, 'destroying my self respect' but you know how hard it is to cope, you know what it's like to want to run away from everything, but you don't expect that from me. Come down here and say hello to my sweet, fierce unworthiness, feel the warmth?

I want to think you're the one who would rush over here as soon as you finish and give me a huge, tight hug as if the world stopped. But you aren't, you're just angry and too confused about what to say.

And that's a little upsetting.