kidding mayte ?

Everyone is born with a specific number, and when their number is called - it is their time to go. (L)



shit lad , its been like a gazillion yonks since ive blogged but unfortunately this must be short , tn tomorow & i cant be late , etc etc . i just finished reading ' conversations between us ' i didnt cry as much as i thought i would , i think i cried more throughout the story then the actual ending itself , it was abit expected i knew he would die , god dammit lucy just had to ruin it for me , i hope its all smooth sailings for me though, id like a happy ending , but as duncan says ; ' its just a story ' .
today i realised the love i have for sleeping inside cars , its just so cosy , but on this saturday afternoon when i was sleeping in the car from cabramatta to homebush , i woke up to find the bus load of people were watching me , we'll those who had nothing better to do then watch a fat girl sleep . i hope saliva wasnt attempting to escape from my mouth , shut up . some people have issues okay ?
i love my home phone , its so ' portable ' like i can take it anywhere , okay so i know this is like useless information but id just like everyone to bow down to there phones and thank it for its portability-ness .
i think i should stop thinking of the story its beginning to make me mood swingy .
omfg whata fag , duncan thinks he can just ditch me when some wild man attacks us in the middle of nowhere , we'll i have you know duncan that id dice your dick up if thats the case .
shit hair cut tomorow .
faith .
LADYM.