Kira Nadine Reynolds.

And this is where I pour my heart out.
Anything I can't say to anyone, or put into words,
comes out in these blogs.
So onto me?



13 years old. Debden Park High School. Check Shirts. Skinny Jeans. Converse. Eyeliner. Straighners. Friends. Love. Money. Music. Corned-Beef. Apples. Potatoes. Water. London. Shopping. History. Pyschology. Cute Texts. Flowers. Camping. Summer. Lakes. Sunsets. The Stars. Poetry. Reading.


Drew Wyllie; i love you for everything.
Daisie Tuson; your my world, i love you.
^^ the two most important people
in my entire life. (L)

So, I'll let you read some blogs now :)

Monday, 8 March 2010

you know my heart,
so tell me honestly did you ever really want this?
(L)


its a bit early for a blog?
I normally post them quite late,
but I can't be arsed to post one later on,
so I'll do it now.


Yano when you think everythings so perfect,
somethings bound to go wrong?
Well i was right, everything, somehow, just gets screwed up,
even by the littlest thing,
like my over-paranoid head.
I just makes up stupid stories in my mind, and replay them until i get the worst-case-scenario,
then everything just seems pointless. And I just feel like shit.


I know what would make everything so much betterr now,
but that's not going to happen,
cause I'm an overly romantic typical girl and its not realistic.
But what's wrong with wanting something that's not so predictable?
I want something spontaneous to cheer me up,
even just a nice text. I know that's so small.
But the small things really do cheer me up :/


your a hypocrit,
your nothing special,
and i don't believe a word you say too me.
your ego is nearly as big as the web of lies you've spun,
and there's nothing you can do to make me forget what you said.


thank you.
and goodnight.

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