I think I drink orange juice in the summer and hot coco in the winter to make me feel like I'm growing younger.
So what I can't throw away dead lightbulbs? So what I collect them? That doesn't make me not human anymore. So please quit looking at me like I'm otherwise. I'm asking nicely, I think.
I have one birthday wish. Just one. But it is a wish that will never come true. Does that mean I can tell you my wish? I better not. Maybe it will come true. Maybe.
I'm still working on my list of books to read before I die, and my list never stops growing. So why do I keep working on it? I don't want to stop reading.
My mum hates when my room is messy. I hate the person I become when it's clean. My mum is trying her hardest to mold me into some perfect daughter, but that's not who I want to be. That's just not me.
If looks could kill.
-Lois Lane
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That doesn't make me not human anymore. So please quit looking at me like I'm otherwise.
I like this. Good Post
"I hate the person I become when it's clean."
Love the whole last paragraph, espicallly that line.
"My mum is trying her hardest to mold me into some perfect daughter, but that's not who I want to be. That's just not me."
i feel ya
this is good.
so good
if looks could kill.
esther.
My problem with people is that they are always thinking I am younger than I actually am. It gets really annoying when they tell me what my age is because I am pretty sure I know how old I am.
four-wheel drive. Very nice title.
This is way good. Nice job.
"My mum hates when my room is messy. I hate the person I become when its clean." so true, so true.
I love this.
Good job.
i love this.. and your entire blog
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