Ryann'dra Auspaztic.
17 & old :X gloomybear = sexxxx
i lost my way, i lost my way
while skipping down the yellow brick road
i lost my way [puff the magic dragon :O]
electro yourself, baybeh anti-violence; say no to plastic bags!!!
they don't deserve you, anyways ♥♥♥
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
post 278: empire of the sun
12:12 AM
Monday, November 23, 2009
post 277: <3
the things you do never fail to amaze me there's something about you that makes me forget about the rest of the world you're so perfect :) i don't deserve you :( ily<3
12:29 AM
Thursday, November 19, 2009
post 276: living for the weekend by hard-fi
this song's got me shaking my hips :D
10:40 PM
post 275: paying in naivety, contradiction in a box
credits to kalashnikovpbr on Photobucket.. again.. (the photography's just beautiful, really)
what do you do when it feels like you're drowning in the middle of a stormy sea? where there's nothing but the cold and the darkness. where the loneliness is overwhelming and sometimes, it's hard to tell the difference between being caught in the rain and feeling so alone, when you've almost lost the will to live, when you're hanging by a thread that's fraying mercilessly, mercilessly like it's out to seek vengeance. i could sit and wait for days on end i would sit and wait for days on end and watch the world drive by on the bustling freeway where silence is most abundant when i feel most alive like i said before, the lights are on the other side beckoning me to drown, to drown in the icy, grey river like i was supposed to forget wouldn't life be fun with permanent hypothermia; stereotypical vampyric features minus the pointed teeth and the scarlet irises and minus the heartbeat, minus the breathing minus the function. -ing body. oh how i wish life is great when it feels like you're drowning in a whole pool of black
in ice.
2:00 AM
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
post 274: smokers of the cancer council
credits to kalashnikovpbr on Photobucket
no-one said that life would be a straight, smooth path because no-one was smart enough to figure out what life was really about until they died, and then it was too late to say something smart, or inspiring.
half the time we're alive, we waste our lives working a 9-5 job with unpaid overtime. but i guess that's what life's about now if we break this trend, the whole world would be in chaos
then again, who am i to say? i'm just a 17 year old seeking refuge in the rain. generic, no? why, generic, yes! typical. the whole world's just typical
4:06 PM
post 273: i guess i'm just naturally ridiculous
i waste sleepless nights, thinking of what it would be like, to spend those nights, by your side.
3:52 AM
Friday, November 13, 2009
post 272: but that's diregard
Sometimes it's so hard to express my feelings into words. Maybe it's my laziness but then again, who's actually lazy when it comes to expressing themselves? It feels like the world's becoming still. Like there's nothing else to look forward to in the near future. What do you do when naps become your newest trend? I'd sit and stare for days on end, and lose the need to brush my hair. Or eat, for that matter. I've forgotten what it's like to feel alive, to feel the burn, to feel outrageous. i've lost it.
8:52 AM
Thursday, November 12, 2009
post 271: split scrape and a crotch sprain
sometimes i wonder what it's like to feel you at the edge of my fingertips then i'd know that you're close by i love you
12:20 AM
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
post 270: yes i can see her
10:19 PM
post 269: godDAMN it
well, kill me i'm an impatient bitch.
9:26 PM
Saturday, November 7, 2009
post 268: how much longer?
i know i've said this so many times before, but i'd give anything to stop feeling the way that i do right now. fuck. if you can't die, why can't i die?
1:46 AM
Friday, November 6, 2009
post 267: CHILDREN OF BODOM!!
HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE THEM?!
9:09 PM
post 266: <333
last day of school <33 exams next week <33
7:22 PM
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
post 265: eff you see kay eff you see kay
why, oh why, do you have this incessant need, or want, to make me the target of your immature, tyrannic, manipulative games? what is your problem with your desperate and sick lust for making me like you; miserable? well, fuck you and the blood that runs through my veins. i'd drain it all in a minute. so then, i can finally say, that i have nothing to do with you.
8:19 PM
Sunday, November 1, 2009
post 264: sean i love you
can you tell that it's you that i want by my side?