i 'love' technology and its inability to convey tone. it's ability to misconvey your intentions. what happened to face to face conversations.

boys are scum.

Riley Keough

Her hair is absolutely amazing.

post fifteen things about yourself

1. I have a thing for odd numbers, I can't stand them.
2. I own a snake as a pet, that is not normal.
3. I feel I will never be able to listen to enough music, there is so much, too much, it is impossible to do so.
4. I love genuine people. I'm over maintaining fake friendships.
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this is really hard, i will keep adding..

Leave the world a bit better than when you got here.

Make Someone's Day

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

Service

Even if it's a little thing, do something for those who need help, something for which you get no pay but the privilege of doing it.

Seek adventure

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do.

or is it comfort settling in.

When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part..
Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness; it is not excitement, it’s not the desire to mate every second of the day, not lying awake at night imagining him kissing every part of your body.
That is just being in love, which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Without, life would be boring.

You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.

Embrace change:

Growth means change and change involves risk, stepping from the known to the unknown.

Never miss an opportunity to make others happy

Don't forget me or who you are.

We make plans to, kiss the sun at night.

The Wolves

Someday my pain, someday my pain

Will mark you

Harness your blame, harness your blame

And walk through



With the wild wolves around you

In the morning, I'll call you

Send it farther on



Solace my game, solace my game

It stars you

Swing wide your crane, swing wide your crane

And run me through



And the story's all over you

In the morning i'll call you

Can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue



What might have been lost -

Don't bother me

It's preferable to fall off a bridge.

You really don't realise how much this is killing me, everything you do, say, don't do, don't say.
I hate how much easier you're finding all of this.

I'm sorry to the rest of you who have to read this but this is where I put my thoughts when my head's filled and can no longer think with these taking up space.
But why my thoughts are typed here is because people don't want to hear this. People can only listen to someones feelings and problems for so long before they've had enough, so to save whom ever from that, that is the reason I type.
But why on here, such a potentially public place? It is because if someone were to ask about this particular topic, that is what I would tell them. I don't write every single feeling and the extent but mostly, yes I do but only when I cannot take the feelings any longer. Anyways this is the end of this rant, I shall continue with my initial one.

One minute I miss you but I don't want to because it seems like the feeling is not reciprocated. So I need to get over this, move on and somehow stop letting it consume my thoughts and feelings.
But however it may seem just know I did, do, still care.

This flirtatious line.

I hate how easy it is to confuse being shy and a snob..
It's a fine line at times but so often it can be mistaken.
I know I've assumed someone to be snobby when in fact they're just a shy person and visa versa.
I also know I've come across snobby when I have been a little out of my comfort zone and retracted my normally (at times) outgoing personality but that is more and more not the case..

Formalities...

L - R
Naomi & myself

Awesome Foursome

L - R
Myself. Sam. Corey. Sofia.

One Week

One week to the day I begin HSC. Friday October 15..
The HSC, these exams that apparently hold my future. My whole future in those lined sheets of paper. It's the end and the beginning.
As much as every inch of my body is dreading the hours i will spend sitting at a desk that is too small, in an uncomfortable plastic chair it will bring me closer to finishing school, officially, forever. As much as i want to get out that place i will miss it, so very much.
I've gone to school for 13 years of my 17 years of life. That's more than half, well more than half.
Everything's changing right now it's hard to find something constant, something unchanging in my life and those things that are, i'm holding onto dearly...

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

Next DIY

Ripped Jeans.
I'm not just ripping any jeans though. I'm ripping purple jeans.
Siiiick.
I thought so too.

Katy Perry

is there honestly a hair colour she couldn't pull off. she looks amazing no matter what. purple hair, blue hair she is ridiculously pretty.

I love you more than slurpees

I love you more than slurpees.
and that's really saying some thing..
for those of you that know me, that is a big deal.
but the thing is, you will probably never see this..

how does one measure their attractiveness...

by comparing themselves to their friends, boyfriends, girlfriends..
this can sometimes give you some indication but not always.
i'm sure you've all seen those couples where one is a zillion times more attractive than their boy/girlfriend.. personality does count for something. but we still all wonder how they ended up together.
but what if your the pity friend. the one people feel sorry for and so consequently hang out with you. surely that makes measurements hard.
surely you can't measure it by merely looking in the mirror because what reflects back and what people see can sometimes be so different. we all know those people that think they're definitely much hotter than they really are or those humble individuals that don't realise how attractive they are..
i'm almost positive there is no answer to this thought but it crossed my mind today..