Nouja... misschien met carnaval dan :')
zaterdag 31 juli 2010
Bluh.
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.
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.
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
maandag 26 juli 2010
zondag 25 juli 2010
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.
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.
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