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Until you've learnt to drive, you have never truly learnt to swear. This is so true. I am an awful driver, I will openly admit that - and an awful parker.
A song all about birthday cake.. Rihanna knows what I wanna hear!.
When logic tells you to choose pain and your heart wants to be happy...which one should you follow . Why can't they just be one..think as one....
So, you know how everyone wants to at least experience extraordinary things before they die. Well, I guess it won't hurt if I do a list for myself.
Hey, this is my new blog where you can find out about my profile changes and my opuss news please read on...
I'm still eating Easter eggs.
In this post, I am going to give you a brief rendition of what my childhood was like. I lived in my grandmother's basement with my young parents and older brother for the first two years of my life.
If your in love then it shouldn't matter whats happened or whats going to happen all you should worry about is what's happening right now and be happy about it :).
This is me two decades into working in customer facing industries, over half of that in the pub trade and I think I have finally snapped.
I fell in love once. I thought he was the one. The cracks began to show, but still I strived on. I knew I loved him but I no longer craved him. The cracks became canyons, we eventually broke.
Well following my earlier post I can report that I finally got to sleep at 5.45am-ish, and for up at 9am.
I've decided to share my mums story as I think what she has been through is inspiring and it will surely help others, CarerGirl inspired me to do so (follow her if you have no clue what I'm talking...
Look at me sitting in a crowd. You would never believe that it is a lie. I'm not really here, these people don't know. The real me, the girl lost inside. I smile and nod, not knowing what they say.
What are you doing?. Put it down. Hey!. Listen to me. I walk up to them and stumble into a pane of glass. I bang at it ferociously, trying to get their attention. Fuck. They still can't hear me.
I have a cat named Opus..
I have this need to write, even though I rarely have a reason to write, or anything to write of. Just the need.
Nothing, forget it = you better figure out what you did wrong. Are you tired = pleas don't go to sleep i love talking to you. I'm OK = hold me tight, i need à shoulder to cry on.
My godmother has just been diagnosed with breast cancer. Making her the second person in my life (in the past year) to develop cancer..
And thus I start yet another form of blogging. Hello. I'm Dora, and I like to write silly fluffy stories about grumpy characters. Wow. This is a really cute app. I like it. I like cute things.
Bloody hell I'm sooooo hungry. All the time. It's ridiculous. Is it because I'm on antibiotics. O_o.
The world is big, you can feel small and alone, but when you find the right one, you're never afraid to be alone..
I'm kinda mad. I took my time to write all of that and it said connection failed and erased everything. That was pretty much my whole life that I wrote down, and it got erased..
"I was thinking about... all the millions of years of evolution, all the growing, all the fighting, the loving, the wars, families, money, inventions...
On this blank CD, I'd like to write you a song. A song that is meant for you, a song that suits you only.