“RIGHTO ERIN. ME + YOU = MANHUNT. says:
Erin, I don’t see what anyone can see in anyone else but you. (L)
Let me impregnate & we’ll be the new Paulie + Juno (L)
Erin Rawr .™ Aye Jade pal sounds like a plan. says:
LMAO. Ok. (L)”
“OMG This book totally smells like book. It has yellow pages. The yellow pages always smell of book reeeeally bad. *Laughs*”
Recently I was in the supermarket checking out the Christmas decorations and I realised how mentally unstable I have been recently.
Christmas decorations and the thought of Christmas and New Year made me cry. Actually break down. I cant bear the thought of having a christmas and new year without you. You may not have been my closest auntie but fuck I love you and I’m gonna miss you real bad this year. I suppose I always knew this would happen but I’m just not ready to admit that it has. FUCK CANCER! I hate this bullshit. I wish you were here you didnt deserve to die and God is an asshole for letting you. We need you. You special wonderful amazing person.
I’ll always love you.
xxx.
Haha. Back in the good old days. When we used to all go to the seaside and write in the sand. When we were all best friends “The Fantastic Four” Inseparable. Siiigh. Those were good times. But now its just 3. Now that you have ditched us for them. Now we arent good enough for you. Maybe if you remembered these times you would be our REAL friend again. Instead of the sneaky lying fake you have become.
I love you.
Its sad and its true.
In my dreams I dream of you.
Holding you and kissing you.
In these dreams you want to be with me.
You’re holding me and kissing me.
You love me like I love you.
But when I wake its just not true.
When I wake its you with her and me with me.
I guess thats how its meant to be.
I posted this over on MondayEyes. But I was real proud of it so I thought I would post it here too. :)
heres cassadee doing a pissed smile that shes in a dress. just kidding. this is her from the new cab video… the hey monday record came out yesterday. click the link to check it out on i-tunes.
Makes Grabby Hands. I want that dress.
How you think you know someone. You think they are your friend. You think that everything is cool.
But really you know fuck all. They arent your friend they are just waiting for something better to come along. And nothing is cool tbh.
The once inseperable group of 4 is now a group of 2 or sometimes 3. And all because someone (not naming names) has decided she is too good for us. Maybe we are too childish for her or something I dont know but what I do know is that she has changed from our good friend to someone who sneaks around meeting her New Best Friends to go to the pictures or out for nice little day trips and conveniantly forgetting to tell us. The really hurtful thing is that we find out from other people. I mean for fuck sake I found out about one outing from her mother!!
So basically.
Fuck you.
I don’t hate you bby. I never could. We were and still are friends. I only hate the way you are when you are with them the way you act like we dont exist, act like they are the best thing since sliced bread. *sigh* Lets get back to the way it was. K?
Fear of flying? In New York City for a couple days… About to board.
Nicest brown eyes I have ever seen. <3
Lmao. I remember this. It wasnt that long ago. But I’m wearing a flowery dress zebra print leggings bright yellow socks and brown shoes. I want to know why doesn’t anyone force me to change before leaving the house?
Good Night Great Britain’s Sweethearts.
MySpace Photo number 926
Ok so I have a kind of obsession with…. Eyes. Haha you all thought I was gonna say William. HAHA in your face!! No but his eyes are so nice. But Idk whos are more mesmerising Williams or Spencers… Who knows.
Haha Beckett. I stalkered yooooooou. And It looks like I take pics of your ass. But who cares, your ass is nice.
My hair is a mess. I have a killer cold. But Mike was so sweet and seconds later William walked past and smiled at me, Elizabeth was proud of me for being able to say hi and not raping him which is good for me considering he, along with Gabriel of course, is my hero.
Oh really Gabe? Your myspazz blog amused me. :)
