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Friends of Aminiadventure
| dearest rach | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by suicidalscars | |
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Feeling: tortured
there are no words to describe how worried and sick i feel right now. everything that could go wrong is running through my head at the highest velocity possible. i cant help but think that if you're hurt then it's my fault. horrible things wont stop harassing my eyes; your father doing something again, you hurting yourself to the point of no return, someone else harming you. its becoming unbearable. i dont know what i would do if i lost you, my dearest dearest rachael. i love you so much; you have absolutely no idea how much i care for you. i feel like we're connected somehow. like we were meant to met and help each other. these minutes wont go by quick enough so that i can run home and get on msn to hopefully see you on there and be reassured that you, my darling rachael, my sister, my better half, are ok. i would be dead without you. i cannot stand the thought of losing you. i cant bear to even think of that because i fear that i will break down and cry until i cant cry anymore. i cant lose you, too. no, not you. you're too important to me. i've already lost someone important to me, but they aren't nearly as important to you. i'm praying to a false god that i've never believed in that nothing is wrong and that you're just in one of those moods where you say things that you dont mean. oh my god rachael, im dying right now not knowing whats going on with you. i swear that i would do anything to help you! i would sell drugs, i would steal, i would sell myself to drunk men on the streets, i would kill to help you and make sure that you were ok. if you need to get away from there, i will work anyway possible until i have enough money to fly you over here, just to make sure that you are safe and ok. i would die for you rachael. i love you so much. god, i hope that you are ok. . .please tell me that you are ok and that nothing has happened to you. please, just leave me at least one word telling me that you're ok. please, oh god, please let you be ok. . . i love you more than any words can say chelsea |
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| 394 hit(s) | (1 comments) | otep saves |
| mon dieu | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by creepypeanuts | |
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Listening to: trois portes sous
Feeling: cavalier
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| 190 hit(s) | (3 comments) | il try to be good |
| I 'Hate' University | September 13th, 2008 @ 5:37pm |
| by frostie | |
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Listening to: Barry Manilow - Can't Smile Without You
Feeling: alright
Uni's going a bit crap, if I may be completely honest. I dunno why. "Do you like uni?" people ask. "It's alright..." I reply. People expect me to love university. I don't, though. I want an education, I know how precious higher education is and how much further it will get me in society. The people there are so fake, though. The older students treat me like a six year old, and the female students my age clump together like a pack of dogs, growling and bitching at other girls from other packs. Priya came with me for first year, but she isn't returning for second year. So I no longer have a leader. I'll have to latch onto the boys. I'll have to latch onto Roland and Adam and other girls who weren't accepted in the main pack of bitches for whatever reason. Fortunately, this behaviour only occurs in drama classes. In Creative Writing, all students seem to be equally lonely. Equally to themselves and secretive about their work. We all seem reluctant to read out our work. But that's okay. That's why I like creative writing. I don't feel like I'm being kicked into making friends with people who I normally wouldn't even make eye contact with. I am working on a second novel, now. Not that the last one was successful, at all. I'm having more fun with this one. I'm attempting to play more with tropes and idioms, trying to make a less cliche fantasy story. I decided to pursue a career as a writer, anyway. Purely because I appear to get far better marks for my writing then I do for my acting. Then again, this could be due to the fact that I hate working with, and performing before, the group of slags I am forced to call classmates. I got 64 per cent for my last piece of creative writing work! And that's really good, considering it's extremely difficult to get over 75. And I still have two more years to perfect my writing. So I have hopes. Don't get me started on men. Me and Adam broke up earlier this summer. We still have sex. Just 'cause. Oddly, nothing has changed. I guess that pretty much sums up our three year 'relationship'. I would say more, but I think I've bored you enough with my sour words. God, I hope my classmates never stumble over this. Then again, they won't have much hope in leading it back to me. So I suppose it doesn't really matter. If you've read this far, you surely deserve a reward. So, here is a mildly amusing photoshopped picture of a baby rabbit. Baby bunnies really are adorable. I don't remember what my rabbit was like when she was a baby. It was three years ago. And last night she shat all over my floor, I had to get up at 7:30 AM to clean it up. What was that? Oh yes, the picture; (Gave up trying to get a picture on here. Seriously, what the fuck, sitdiary?) May the force be with you. - Frostie |
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| 84 hit(s) | (2 comments) | SpEaK uR sHiT |
| January 22nd, 2006 @ 12:00am | |
| by lana | |
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Listening to: Haste the day - American love
Feeling: bewildered
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| 210 hit(s) | (5 comments) | love me/judge me |
| Drawing to a close. | August 30th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by shadowmessiah | |
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Feeling: happy
Went in town with Lucy today. Didn't spend all that long together but it was cool.I Bought a new tee and zip-up hoodie from Topman and had a really nice white chocolate mocha at Starbucks. ;] Then Sarah turned up and we went with her to get her nose pierced. Big yey. -.- Then I caught the bus home. Tomorrow Ollie's meeting me out of work and we're gonna nip into town. He wants to find out about a job at Fatface and i'm hopefully gonna get a new pair of shoes from Schuh. That's all i've got for now. Surprised my PC didn't randomly crash while writing this. It's been doing it over the past week and we can't figure out why. Argh. Anyway. Arrivederci. |
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| 88 hit(s) | (1 comments) | Go ahead... |
| Sick | March 8th, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by autobiography | |
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Listening to: None
Feeling: dizzy
So it's the weekend now, 4 days off till i go back to Tafe, That's pretty awesome i guess. But anyways i'm going to go lay down for a bit, feel free to comment me or check out my MySpace if you're bored. http://MySpace.com/Skupped Anna ♥ |
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| 253 hit(s) | (2 comments) | touch me |
| perfect.........ish | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by mormongirl07 | |
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"You say you feel like a natural person, you haven't got nothing to hide. So why do you feel imperfection cut like a sword in your side?" Under the Weather, KT Tunstall I wish I had an answer. Dear Diary, Kadee and I spent most of the day together, and it was good. I worry about her, but we had fun. We watched the OC for the first time in forever!!! Tonight we had fun. Sitting in the back of my mom's car talking and laughing and listening to my iPod. Emily is married! So strange. She's barely older than me... younger than Sarah... My nose is cold. Today was good. I got to see Kadee and a close friend. I haven't seen either in them in quite awhile. I woke up and decided to eat junk food, so that's all I ate all day. I watched the OC. I almost dyed my hair... lol. But... Okay. This is what I decided. Out of five children, I am the only one my parents expect to be perfect. I am to never make mistakes. I am never to disobey. I am never to have opinions that differ from theirs. I am never to be independent, yet I shouldn't depend on them... I want to make them proud, too... So I try to be perfect to make me happy because it makes them happy... eh... I'm too tired to think about this. It makes me tired. I just want... to not have to worry about being perfect... Love, Lisa Ann P.S. But... I do love my parents. P.S. I think I'm just feeling about five million different moods right now. So forgive me if this entry makes absolutely no sense or if it's just pathetic. Because really, feeling happy and lonely and at peace and troubled and scared and careless all at the same time... wow. You gotta cut me some slack. ;) |
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| 412 hit(s) | (3 comments) | Say Something! |
| StUd | April 10th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by crazycow | |
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Listening to: Jamie Foxx - Unpredicatable
Feeling: lovely
Dont really have much to say to be honest but ill try and fill u in. Its now easter holidays! Not that excited tho coz i kno i rlly need to do work this holiday and revise hard as GCSE's are getting closer and i want to do well! Yesterday was Ryans cousins 6th birthday party, it was so good! i kno that sound wrong but she had a bouncy castle slide thing but when all the kids went home all the adults went on it in the rain and got drenched!! It was soo funny tho coz we just started throwing people down the slide, and some people ended up in the mud!was a laugh. Other than that not rlly much else. Oh except i want to kill a certain person for threatening Ryan hes gonna kill him - yeh bring it on mate ill fuckin stick a hook up ur ass and twist it till ur guts fall out, fuckin homosexual jew. *Why Cant You Just Leave It And Get Over It* ta-ta xXx |
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| 81 hit(s) | (2 comments) | TaLk To mE |
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