"OMG! Why are you friends with her?" "Are ye friends?" "Their bff's." "Look at them being friends!" OH MY GOOD GOD! Yes, we are friends. Yes, bad things happened. But you know what? Fuck it. It's my life, I can choose whoever I want as a friend. Just because we're talking, doesn't mean we're "bff's" or chatting every day about everything and telling each other our secrets. Sit down and shut the fuck up, that's what you can do instead of judging like you always do.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Go away and fuck yourself.
I'm not a paralyzed five year old. I can control my own life, I don't need you to do it for me. Two faced bitch.
Monday, March 5, 2012
My man.

I was your little baby girl. You couldn't have another girl in your life because we had such a bond. You were my rock star. I couldn't have a favourite artist because you had such an amazing voice. You were there for me every time I needed you. The day I woke up and you were gone was my biggest nightmare ever. It still hasn't hit me yet but I'm getting used to the fact that you were taken from us. I want to run home to Ard na Corann and lay on your bed and chat to you for hours listening to music. I want to tell you everything stupid us girls say so you can take the piss out of them. I want to go out to the pub and dance with you. I want to have your chicken curry and rice. I want cuddles from my Daddy. Every girl does. So save your arms for when the day comes for me to go up there, and never let me go. I have my heart wrapped around you. I love you Daddy, and I miss you. My best friend. 27/4/66 - 21/1/12. <3 xxx
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Merry Christmas.
I had wonderful Christmas's, with family and friends around me. Last year I felt completely alone that I wanted to go back home to New Zealand. But this year, I never thought I would feel like this. I'm excited for Christmas with my family and my new friends. I just couldn't get any happier.
Friday, November 25, 2011
First time.
You were my first boyfriend and my first time for everything. Now we're four years on. We're 18 and you have a daughter. You started talking to me and you started missing me. It made me miss you too. Please let's do it again.
Friday, November 18, 2011
I miss you.
I want you back so much. Please just come back to me. Please. I won't beg you to your face, but behind shut doors I'm screaming and crying for you. I'm punching walls and kicking. You have no idea how this feels and I hope that one day, just one day, someone hurts you like you hurt me.
Cunts.
We were getting along so great and gotten so close to each other. You had become the best boyfriend I had because you kept me happy more than anyone else did. I thought you would never hurt me. But you're just like the rest. You kissed your ex. The one thing I was always paranoid about happening but I told myself you wouldn't hurt me like that. Looks like I was the fool! I told you I'd forgive you and give you another chance, as long as she stays away. But you didn't answer me. I really miss you and I feel so empty without you. I can't stop crying over you and I hate being like this. You saw how much you hurt me so just take me back. Please.
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