sweet jane birkin

dirt

IGGY YOU STAR

you confuse me

faces come out of the rain

people are strange, when you're a stranger.

faces look ugly, when you're alone

women seem wicked, when you're unwanted
streets are uneven when you're down

mai

h= "by the time he reaches 22, he will be dead, actually.. ill be surprised if he even reaches the legal drinking age"

y= "the bastard"

i am the only one who is in love with macaulay culkin?"

who said two isn't a crowd!

one must try everything!

is this of a dream?

i'm afraid not kids, giants have come to walk the streets of Berlin...

you know it's real

SS10

www.romancewasborn.com

fear








and








loathing

i wish i was more like tavi

http://www.thestylerookie.com/

hands down the coolest 13 year old on the planet.

thanks for all your late night entertainment tavi!

remember that time

the wizard of snobs

speaks for itself..

sometimes i feel like doing this...

ghostly

28.6.42.12

the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had.

and i find it kind of funny

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie

bob dylan

hair blues

well, i have been studying... ok i lie, i just haven't been bothered to write here for some time. but today, instead of studying-as per usual-i was going about my daily routine of watching Daria and reading page after page of style rookie, when i really should be doing something more interesting. like dye my hair, this colour is so boring its making me seem boring. so... time for a change

 so as sad as it sounds, Jenny would probably have control over this matter. i remember one time in year 8 when i spray painted my hair blue, the teacher took me into the bathrooms and forcefully made me wash it out in the changing room showers. horrific but true. maybe if i actually dye it, they can't force me into something... then again, what can't Jenny Ethel force people into.

and something tells me that if i do dye my hair lilac, that that probably wouldn't go down too well either. then again, what does go down well at Perth College?

social dancing

i'm almost deprived of blogger these days, whats so bad about trying to not go on the computer, being distracted can be annoying but addictive. you go to school all day, come home and talk with the same people you've been with all day.

my father listens to the most redicu-larsly addictive music also. whether it's ranging from the 1940s to the 1990s. i mean, why wouldn't you want black short hair with blonde streaks? i know i sure do...
strangely compulsive listening song.
i promice to blog more kids.
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