Sacha. Hayley.
Fifteen. Jonas is the sex.
Brendon Urie turns me on.
I can be such a poet at times.
DESIRES
A fucking Gibson SG Standard.
An exact replica of Nicholas Jerry Jonas. [I accept the actual person too.]
A voice like Demi Lovato's.
My ten cent coin I dropped in the drain.
Fact #1 about IJ dancers: We can cam-whore. Fact #2: I can soooooo cam-whore. And fact #3: We can so do it better than you. I think Sam and eezil are the only glam ones. Haha! Bad says hello. Our dressing room looks like a spacious bathroom. I look like someone who escaped from prison. Ohhh emmmm geee, lump of hair! HAHA! (inside joke)
Today was pure awesomeness. Attended 7.30am mass with Shaun, Don and Nana then headed over to the 'feed the clown' stall to do my duty. After that, slacked with Shuan and Don at SJC. Met Cheston! Gahhhh, he's back. So happy! Met Berwin and Caleb as well. Like omg, it's been forever since I've hung out with those two bums. We talked and talked and talked. They're still gay as ever. I seriously miss those two idiots la. I remember when we used to hang out like everyday. It was awesome.
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But your smile still makes my heart sing, another sad song. I can't forget it, won't regret it, cause I'm still in love with you.