December 2010
LEXOPHILES (LOVERS OF WORDS)
1. A bicycle can’t stand alone; it is two tired. 2. A will is a dead giveaway. 3. Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana. 4. A backward poet writes inverse. 5. In a democracy it’s your vote that counts; in feudalism, it’s your Count that votes. 6. A chicken crossing the road: poultry in motion. 7. If you don’t pay your exorcist you can get repossessed. 8....
Watch me boogie naked? honest.. →
But boys will be boys and girls have those eyes that will cut you to ribbons sometimes. And all you can do is just wait by the moon and bleed if it’s what she says you oughta do. <3
Quizzle to the frizzle.
Would you rather have a fun fling or a lasting relationship?
Lasting relationship, deffo. I don’t do flings, in a matter of fact. I’ve never had a fling.
What was your longest relationship?
3 years. :/
When you are dating someone, what is the most important thing to you?
Their happiness. Sometimes that means sacrificing your own.
Would you be able to tell someone you love...
Just some lyrics.
I would happily grab you by the face and ram it into mine.
Just to see the way to taste.
I would happily grab you by the hands and push them to the sky.
Just to hear you sigh, look at me and ask why.
<3
Seriously;
I really wish sometimes certain people would keep their nose out of my life. Especially when they change the true details of a story to make it look like you have lied when you haven’t. I have actually physical proof and you can look at it with your eyes and see it. So really, there’s no point trying to cause shit.
Sigh, I need a hug.
Merry Christmas everyone!
<3
Actions speak louder than words.
I thought I understood the true meaning of this until recently. Then I realised I only understood it to a certain extent. Now I fully understand it. Actions really do speak louder than words.
There’s only so much you can say and if your not willing to say it, your actions will say it for you.
(Wouldn’t mind getting that tattooed. Not across my forehead of course.) x
Reblog if you're a lip biter.
Damn straight.
x
Can love really be measured in numbers? Can you really show what love is through Oil paint and canvas?
Just a thought.
Can you hear my heart
beating like a hammer?
I really need to stop:
- Overthinking things.
- Hoping I’ll wake up and everything will have changed itself for me.
- Missing people.
.
I’m fine.
Hollow.
I feel like Courtney love without the stupid amount of drugs. I feel naked and all the colours I have on show are escaping from me. I’m running around in circles trying to catch them. All I want is to feel. I don’t want to feel like I don’t exist. I feel like a plane with a broken propeller, I want to fly but I can’t even start my own fucking engine.
