it's time to move on

wish me luck.

i should create myself a new identity. again.
and this journal shall die soon. possibly today, or tomorrow.
depends on my brain activity.
i'll inform you few who might actually care about it. just a bit.
i hope.

god i hate saturdays. they are so pointless, but still it's my favorite day of all and i wait for it the whole week and when it finally is saturday i'm utterly bored or pissed off because it's saturday (punctuation,luv) and even the word saturday is stupid ( Read more... )

i have just one word to describe this day: tantrum.
nothing but a huge tantrum and no sign of it stopping.
*stomps foot on the ground* i want my fucking velvet goldmine. fuck you filmtown + all the other movie rental systems!
*pouts so hard it hurts*

- kaisa 3 years old

p.s i poked my toe on a nail. fan-fucking-tastic

i'm lacking inspiration. damn it.
now that i have all sort of things to do things (clear and simple) i don't have the desire to.
i'm thinking of destroying this journal. i'll steal myself another code and make a friends only journal. yes, that's what i'll do.
*buggers off to find a code*

kill pimp mo!

oh buuhuu. relatives are back in town. go away. i don't wanna see you and no i'm not coming with you. not just yet.

Something’s coming over me
I see you in the doorway
I cannot control the part of me that swells up when you
Move into my airspace

my little doggy got laid early this morning in the bathroom of a funky (yes,funky) old lady.after it we went shopping,if that's possible in such place as keminmaa.
i found cheap cheap shirts and on monday i'm buying fabric paints.i need to find pinstripe pants. none of those girly über- crap ones. then my man costume is complete.

shhhh...
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i need to get myself a relationship of some sort.i want that dizzy & intoxicating feeling inside me they talk about so much.imagine i've never been in love, nor had a proper crush. yesterday i was listing down things i've done and haven't done. not a thing has been done because i wanted to. i've wanted many things, but they have always failed some ( Read more... )

sniff. i want out of here. i can't bear the thought of just sitting at home the whole summer. not going anywhere. and i hate it from the bottom of my heart. mum of course keeps saying that we'll go somewhere, but going with her is the last thing i want. we just don't get along the way we used to. she talks too much and i'm a bad fake listener. i ( Read more... )