zaterdag 31 juli 2010


Ik voel me zo crack dat ik niet eens de moeite doe engels te schrijven. Gister uitgegaan en vanmorgen om 7 uur lag ik in bed vervolgens ging om half 9 de wekker weer en werd ik kotsmisselijk wakker. Maar ag, het was wel leuk. Ik ga alleen nooit meer drinken.
Nouja... misschien met carnaval dan :')

vrijdag 30 juli 2010

you'll always be my favorite

I hate my legs. I've always been insecure about those damn things. They've always been my if-i-could-do-magic-i'd-make-them-disappear thing.
I laid in his arms when I saw him looking at my legs and I felt so vulnerable. Really, I felt so little at that moment. He kept watching them and my heart start beating faster and faster...
And in a sudden he looked me in the eye and said 'It's not normal, your legs are so beautiful' I looked at him like 'what a fool'. He told me 'No, really... they're so... don't even know... but they're so beautiful'.

Having a lover who does not know your insecures but does complements them is awesome. You all should have a lover like this.

dinsdag 27 juli 2010

99 problems

I've got 99 problems and they're all bitches.


If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's we'd grab ours back.

I would weakly go on a holiday to experience this

Isn't this asewome?

wise words

I'm not telling you it's going to be easy, I'm telling you it's going to be worth it.

zondag 25 juli 2010


Love this one.



no regrets

Somewhere, someone knows the words to the songs you sing.

drunken words are sober thoughts

I wish that without me your heart would break.
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat.

I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.