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Jag börjar tappa lusten för UC, känner knappt för att åka dit. Jag vet inte varför, men japp.

Prägla ej in blodgrupp på eget bevåg. Det kan orsaka livsfara!



For your information, jag är väldigt hungrig. Jag har inget att göra så jag sitter och kollar på Pranked på mtv =) It's funny =) Jag har hittat en ny favorit låt; Kelly Clarkson - You Found Me, den är helt underbar. Den väcker så många minnen till liv. =) Snart är det UC och jag måste verkligen ner till stan ( ja jag är lat och har inte gjort det innan ) Men ska antaglien göra det imorgon. Ses någon? =) I'm in desperate need of fun :D <3

Någon som vill träffas på lovet??


Kanske Scream maraton? Jag har alla filmer =D

varför kan inte jag vara lika snygg, fin, söt som alla andra.

varför ser jag ut som jag gör? jag är så ful. det finns inget på mig som är snyggt... verkligen inget.

att livet kan vara så orättvist :(

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKWuj943sMg


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ltAGuuru7Q

fan man längtar ju nästan redan till skolan, det är fan piss tråkigt. Och det är liksom bara första dan på lovet. Hoppas att resten av lovet blir bättre iaf -.-

jag tror att alla ni andra har fått en mycket bättre start på lovet iaf... =P

Min klänning är klar nu 8) men den ser lite mysko ut ._.

Maya här!!!

Har sett Barbie Fairytopia Mermaidia minst 3 ggr ._. Den är jobbig!!

Maya är 4 år o snackar non stop... ;_; Jag tror att jag kommer få sår i öronen snart.
Men min lilla brorsdotter är ändå underbar, och hon säger hela tiden att hon gillar mig o sen så ger hon mig en kram :D <3

The lyrics came into his head over and over again.
"Sometimes I wish I were an angel" For him it meant flying free in the sky.
To leave this place was his biggest wish. He felt like he had nothing left to live for. He was so sick of life and everything that came with it... The thing that saved him in the dark times was the music. The music didn't judge people. It didn't hurt you as much as the people around you. It kept him safe and alive.

To him, life was meaningless. It was no point in living when a paradise waited for him. The paradise that was so wonderful and peacefull. He had suffered for so long and no one helped him ti get better. No one saw that he was depressed or sad. All they did was to judge him, so what if he was bisexuall, and had a realationship with a guy. At he school they asked him why, and they said that it was against the nature. That it was disgusting.
They made him doubt himself. And soon after that he dumped his boyfriend, leaving him more depressed than before.

He though; someday, someday. I will feel happiness and joy. But when that day comes, is the day that I die.

He stood on a hill and looked out at the town that he lived in. Feeling sad and down. He hated the town and all the ones that lived there. Where he stood it was a big tree. He had brought a thick rope with him, and placed on branch. He had tied so there was a big loop at the end. He climbed the tree and sat on the branch and then took the loop around hin head, and pulled it tight around his neck. He doubted a little and remembered all the good times he had with his ex boyfriend. He smiled slightly to himslef as he leaned back and fell off the branch. He couldn't touch the ground when he hung in the rope. He broke his neck from the fall and the light and the tunnel came almost right away.

He was right. He was happy the day that he died, but he had been trough hell to get there. The freedome he felt when he was dead, no living human could explain how good it felt. He was finally gone. Forever.


En kort historia jag precis hittat på...

Jag ska aldrig skaffa barn.

den där jävla förlossningsfilmen skrämde mig så det stänkte om det.


Jag mår illa av dom bilder i huvudet som jag fick av den filmen, att se hur ett barn föds, ger en men för livet! T.T