the imperfect perfectionist

*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

im sick and tired.

yea..i didn't keep my promise of posting another entry yesterday.

But go to hell la eh u..

Cuz apparently i dun keep any promises or anything to my heart anymore.

So u can take your f***king hopes and promises and shove it up where the sun doesn't shine.

Cuz i dun blardy care about anything or anyone any-freakin'-more.

It's done and over with.

You had your laugh, it's time for mine.

Fark off u motherf***er toots and leave me alone.

Haiz.

yea..i'm sorry.

just needed to let steam off.

seriously im sick of everything.

it's been a long and hard day.

I'm freaking tired and pissed.

So dun bother with anything aite?

farkers..

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