olivia boxing day.

fuck my blog is gay. fuck i used to be gay.

just wanna delete it and start all over again.

im such'a whingahhh.

best.

the three best friends that anyone could have;

having a good life right now.

at the same time not.

crainium is the best game invented.

sittin on tha toylet.

best video.
someone by my darn bdo ticket or ill cry, really loud.
indeas home in two days.
hurrah.
what should i do for newyears?
sawtell seems so much more appetizing that new engalnd nye.
ah.

clap your hands.

bdoooooooooooooooooooooh.
excited.
my lifes back.

i was born in the 80s with that summer time love.

i just want breasts.
i dont even care if i get a little fat.
ill sacrafice that for woman hood.
hope your listning body.

dancarr.

lazyness has over taken.
i dont do shit, im even to lazy to use the computer, pretty much.
i have pretty good self control ive learnt. even though im in the most ridiculous situation of my whole life, to date.
indea is two weeks away,
claire is seven weeks away,
gemma is never.
2/3, effort favourites.

i want a fucking sparrow tatoo. and i dont care its cliche.

it started off as a one night stand, lingered to a fling.

teeny bit liking hardcore again more these days.
i miss it.

i never blog anymore. but here is a fun fact: i did zumba today, and it slaughtered me. and im starting pointe again, yeowch.

why are the year ten boys so much better then my year. i have a teeny bopper boy. hes the lovliest. although he seems to be in power, whats with that?

i dont really have much to add, my blog died when i went to melbs. which was amazing.
i miss indea. lots.

huloo..

sort of, a little bit, forgot aboutmy blog, for two months. no big deal.
the blogging begins.