BUFFALO SOLDIER

I dunno his last name lol,
we just smoke bongs together.
LOL NAHT!

*wog voice* - go for a cig broooahaohaah

LOL I'm fucking funny
Wtf is, 'wogdoola' btw?

He has a kitten in his mouth.

LOL

like,

IT'S FUCKING COOT.
Fuck man, I'm full mungin' out on these Zappos.

LOL.

Probz have cocaine or some shit in them..
BECAUSE DEY GOT MII HOOOOKED!?!
I feel wrong that I'm excited to be eating them..
like,
immorally incorrect sort of wrong.
CAN YOU FEEL THE EXCITEMENT!?
It's like I'm talking to a brick wall man, seriously
I'm saying that because,
brick walls do not feel excitement,

and you are not showing any excitement in your words or punctuation - whatsoever.

Presence is active by the wait of having thirty years on my time line, sitting and having coffee with my ladies - my sisters.

Your body next to mine

So am I still waiting..

I just tipped over one of three half filled coffee cups. I went to get up to clean the coffee that spread across the floorboards immediately. Too bad my drink bottle that was full of Coke was where I put my hand. It tipped over and started spraying through the mouth piece everywhere, all over the walls, practically half the loungeroom and half the laundry floor ect. So this is me, writing on my blog, drenched in coke and suffering a horrid, sticky neck. A hectic O.M.G - over and out.

Nah, that's it - I'm making a Tumblr.

SO LONG, FAREWELL MY DARLING BLOGSPOT.

I feel like making a Tumblr.. I'M SUCH A TRAITOR. Sad fucking FACE!

PJANOO

RAISE YOUR WEAPON

Eric Prydz ♥?

'CAUSE BABY YOU'RE A FIREWORKKKKKKKKK

Day Two: 10 Things You Love.

1. My family.
2. My dog
3. Cold weather, then your coffee and cigarette in the morning is so much more satisfying.
4. I like the ability of drugs.
5. I like the fact I do not smoke, inject ect. drugs.
6. I love the fact I don't really love anything but people.
7. I love Alexander Daniel Rohan
8. I love what I do and what I've done.
9. I love the fact that this will all be over soon.
10. I love freedom.

Day Three: 10 Things You Hate.

1. I hate it when people say things before finding out facts.
2. I hate assumptions and assumer's.
3. I hate it when your coffee gets cold when you haven't even smoked half your cigarette.
4. I hate it when it's that hot, you're sweating but you're lying still.
5. I hate people.
6. I hate having the same clothes.
7. I hate slow internet.
8. I hate it when people underestimate me.
9. I hate my fears, anxiety and depression.
10. I hate liars.

Day Four: 10 Things You Want To Say To A Person

1. I love you.
2. Don't ever leave me.
3. You're beautiful.
4. You make me so incredibly happy.
5. I am afraid of losing you.
6. I love your hugs and lip biting.
7. I love your smile.
8. Most of your hoodies are at my house.
9. I fucking miss you already.
10. I'm sorry.

DAY ONE - TEN THINGS ABOUT YOU

1. My middle name is Rae, after my mother's father; Raymond.
2. I am musically orientated.
3. I don't appreciate being underestimated by many.
4. I have self respect, dignity and pride.
5. I fear birthdays, birthday dinners, getting older.
6. I am appreciative and grateful for who and what I've got.
7. I smoke and don't eat enough.
8. I have two parents, mum and dad are their names. Two sisters, Chloe and Stephanie are theirs and our newest addition - Etnie the Golden Lab, she's lovely and I don't ever want her dead.
9. Artistic expression - my forte`.
10. I'm just waiting to die.

Really need a fucking job! Somebody help me out, please.

I stay up 'til the early morning, with you in my arms - wide awake. I wonder if this will stop, if one day, this will just all suddenly fall apart. I hold tightly, embracing that very moment. Please don't let go.

I'M FUCKING FABULOUS

I read this picture on somebody's Tumblr before, right? It was about how they want a boy that does all this shit for them, makes them happy, plays with their hair ect. To be honest, you're all fucking gay, yeah it's cute and shit but stop sooking at home and wishing you want one. Get off Tumblr and do something about it.

Somebody buy me a dream catcher, I really would like to remember my dreams.

Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head.

We can live like Jack and Sally if you want?

Max's Cafe, the home style wedges. Best $12.50 I spend.

I have every intention this year to show up at school on a regular basis and get remarkable grades.

To even feel doubt towards that fact in the first place is low but to tell people that you're doubtful in your own daughter's life is just plain, fucking rude.

Have a little bitch of faith.

I hate my psychologist.

I really need a fucking cigarette but I don't have any, so I'm going to occupy myself in a different way.

When do you ever see an asian man working for the Australia Police Force? Hardly ever, fuck Australia is so racist.

People like you better when you're happy.

Fuck, 12 hours and I miss you.

NIP SLIP

"Everyone says, 'never take lollies from a stranger' I always take lollies from strangers and not once have I been raped that I know of."

I have a new obsession with water.

Knock, rock and leg it.

Hit, rape and run.

Root, scoot and boot.

DIS IZ HOW I CHILL

period

Just as my day was getting all down in the dumps at home, it was good old eBay that saved my smile.

I'm starting to believe , in all seriousness, that I suffer from a phobia such as, 'Fragapane Phobia'.

It's easier to degrade somebody than confess you love them.

WE IS SO CUTE!

San Francisco still sounds lovely..

With insomnia, nothing's real.

Everything's far away.

Everything's a copy of a copy of a copy.

Yeah.. Last night was good.

'CAUSE I STOLE YOUR SOUL, YOU SAID I'D NEVER BE ABLE.

The monster inside the human

Nothing ever gets through your thick, lesbian fucking head.

AND THE SEX, AND THE DRUGS AND THE COMPLICATIONS.

Under love's heavy burden do I sink.

STONEROY

Every phase we once had, persuing spout of dignity. Pathways springing out of the ground painted with green. Curses, uneven bricks, pins and needles may burn, although the gardens and the water is sprinting through. Forty five to eighty ages, the dead human strolling. Imagine chapters and the novels, drowning you in memoirs. The image of a library with their own five stages of life and those bodies of words, describing fear, hate and love spent during.

Organisation; e.g filing cabinets, they grow.

Organisation spouting in the same concept, although a lot less chapters, a lot less interest.

Humans being a lot more interesting than organisation, the most interesting matter on the planet.

Fuck, I'm good.

It is proven, I HAVE THE WORST LUCK IN THE FUCKING WORLD.

John Kenn - Art

"It's impossible to be unhappy in a poncho."

"It's just a belief, I just believe in positive and negative aspects. I mean there is so much more to life than what words describe, they're just powerful spaces of energy and we can't control them. They are so much more than the pathetic human beings we are."

I want to feel peace within my own soul.

MAD WORLD

Papi told me when I was young that one in four people suffer from depression in then, later stages in life and so on. I convinced myself I wouldn't be one of those one's.