Every living creature on earth dies alone.

hello, hello hello.

i have a headache right now, the sky is filled with dark clouds and etc etc.

why do i speak fucking english? this whole day, i have been talking with this weard creepy british accent and my brother has threatened me with an intervention if i don't start speaking normal again.
i'm kind of fucking alone right now,

HAHAHA no, i'm not fucking alone right now, i'm am just very very very alone... at the moment.

very well, that was kind of.... awkward, mihi. yes, this is my life. writing on my international english speaking fabulous blog wich is awesome and drinking coffe with ice cubes.

and i'm being stalked right now, and i'm just ignoring it and pretends that i'm a little tree in the woods, i'm not a human and i don't need to be loved, just like everybody else does.

haha how the fuck did i manage to squeeze in a Morrissey-quote in my emotional creepy british blog? i'm so effing awesome. of cooourse *stroking my nasty british mustache and smiles evilly*



M-MM-mm guurrrl, THATS right. don't mess with Tyra, hun!