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.
Yes, I know I'm rather late with the update. Sue me. I was bawling my eyes out last night for a reason I'm too embarrassed to admit and now my eyes can barely open. I look at myself and I look like a fish. Eyes puffy, cheeks still stained and my bottom lip slightly pouted. How attractive.
Fuck, just take me in your arms already would you?
Cause I want my stomach to start doing abnormal backflips as butterflies explode in it and my heart to feel like it's in heaven with your touch.
Celebrated Halloween at the Night Safari. I'm too lazy to explain, and I figured you would be bored out of your wits once I start all my grandmother stories so I think I'm just going to make the pictures do the talking. La deeee dooo daaaaaa.
She was walking like she had frogs shoved up her ass, but it was creepy in a way. This picture brings back too many funny jealousy memories.
Ameera's face makes this picture just simply, perfect.
I get fascinated by lighted pumpkins, they're so bright.
Blisters started to creep onto my feet as this picture was in the process.
I didn't even realise he was holding a head till I saw the picture.
Cause bestfriends are suppose to be there for each other.
The fire looked like we were in Survivor or something.
He's a Edward wanna be.
This is my future boyfriend. He sends chills up my spine :D