• 1. My friends. 2. My family. 3. My house. 4. When its cold ooutside and your inside warm. 5. Nights watching Movies. 6. Coffee. 7. Deep conversations. 8. Butterflies when you see someone. 9. That feelng when your onstage. 10. Peanut butter and nuttella pancakes. 11. Becca and Georgia. 12. Feeling higher than everything. 13. Parties. 14. Meeting pretty people. 15. Sam. 16. Knit wear. 17. Memories. 18. Ialia conti. 19. Finishing something. 20. Laughing. 21. Summer. 22. Hyde park. 23. Starbucks. 24. Music. 25. Blonde hair. 26. High shoes. 27. Stars. 28. Lyrics 29. Getting on with someone you just met. 30. Emotion. 31. La roux. 32. Security. 33. Love. 34. Hate. 35. France. 36. NYC. 37. My dreams. 38. Fridays. 39. Wake up texts. 40. Late night conversations. 41. Feeling pretty. 42. Pictures. 43. Happiness. 44. Seeing people smile. 45. Things working out. 46. Late night car journeys. 47. Hotel rooms. 48. Christmas. 49. My birthday. 50. Getting a text from the person i want. 51. The blue smartie. 52. Ben and Jerrys. 53. Thigh High Socks. 54. Fear. 55. Thorpe park. 56. Welsh accents. 57. American accents. 58. English. 59. Creative writing. 60. Amersham and wycombe college. 61. The friends ive got left. 62. When a dress fits you. 63. Getting call backs. 64. Facebook photolikes and comments. 65. The like button. 66. Winter mornings. 67. Partys in the dark. 68. Scary movies. 69. Boys with pretty faces. 70. Pixie Lott. 71. Pretty Underwear. 72. When I paint my nails good. 73. Being drunk. 74. After party sleep. 75. Shows, and how everyone gets on. 76. Tai Chi night (L). 77. Funny people. 78. How blonde I go after my hair has just been bleached. 79. Cheneys mums skills with scissors. 80. Amazing weekends. 81. Picnics. 82. My diary. 83. Presents. 84. Surprises. 85. Nice hair. 86. Boys who smell nice. 87. Fierce cologne. 88. Flat caps. 89. Kisses under the covers. 90. 27 Dresses. 91. High tops. 92. Ice cream. 93. Strawberries. 94. The feeling you give me. 95. Mac cosmetics. 96. Abercrombie. 97. Looking individual. 98. Writing pretty songs. 99. Nights that you wished would last forever. 100. When my heart beats fast.
"She doesnt know i cry for the changing times,
That just as i reread my favourite books, some small part of me hoping for a different ending, I find myself hoping against hope that the war will never come. That this time, somehow, it will leave us be."

Thursday, 12 November 2009

Im talking about erry'body getting crunk, boys trynaa to touch my junk...

I dont think im taken seriously,
and i think people think im stupid :/
I know its my fault, i mean
im not smart anymore,
education has failed me disastrously
and only the power of being able to write has stayed :)

i have a feeling that if i get into college im going to flunk out at school
because hey? im in right.
I dont need to worry anymore.
And because of the stupid way my lazy mind works i feel like an idiot.
But its just how i function,
and i cant help that :/
I know i need to get myself into gear and start trying, but its the people who tell me i need to work, such as mamma abbott, that makes me want to not work more.
I think well, if you want me to do it so much, then i wont.
So its best to accept my laziness
and let me fuck my life up.
Because i know everything is gunna work out in the end.

God i wish i wasnt such a dumb shit.
Oh well ill always have my dance and literature to see me through.

This venting didnt help me.
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  1. Anonymous13 November 2009 at 11:10

    baby, your not dumb
    you justhave a differnt insight into the world
    yoru mind doesnt remeber educational things because yoru programmed to be dancer
    and so you will be
    its like gods already decided thast what your gonna be so hes not stressing at you to do work is he?
    and baby, your lyrics rock,
    you could earn abunch of money writing for someoen else or writing beautiful poems liek you so often accidentally do (:
    and dont hate yourself for staring at the phone
    we all do it <3

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