story of a boy
Behind a little door
sat a boy set ashore.
he knew of wonders
as he sat he tend to ponders:
of life he had
and people he got mad.
he knew how to get what he wants
but he never knew of his flaunts.
he sat with hatred as his friend
almost like love he couldn’t contend .
the boy waved goodbye
and left the people with a big lie.
Sometimes I wanna just leave everything, and become a ballerina. But unforgivably I don’t have the bod, nor the power of sticking to things. I started exercising everyday, but 2 days ago I didn’t feel like it, and the me trying to build some muscles and lose some fat & orange skin didn’t work out. I just had to tell her BYEBYE. And the sweets I started to eat nonstop are making my skin horrible. Oh well, who cares, I died my hair to reddish. And curled it up. May I say that I look really cute ? :3
I’m addicted to The Big Bang Theory. True Blood please come sooner! Bones you too!
Just them, you know, checking each other out. ;)
edit: forgot to add that this was submitted (and captioned) by dancinginathunderstorm
so thank you! :]

