February 2012
That moment when you are reading a book and...
Decisions decisions.
You and your horrible personality, fat ass, huge thighs and ugly face need to go!
Sometimes I wonder if there’s any truth behind the tales my mind tells myself. My heart is in my throat.
What doesn’t kill you makes you, stranger.
I loathe when people get sympathy for the repercussions of their own decisions.
“She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.”
– - Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
People that complain about having to be awake at 8:30 do my head in. By 8:30am I have already woken up, showered, dressed, done my hair and makeup, caught a bus and two trains, walked to work, logged on and read your dumb ass post about having to wake up. Grow up. Welcome to the real world.