undiscovered slut.
November 3, 2011 @ Thursday, November 03, 2011

i want fucking Micheal Jackson shoes!
along with his sequined socks :)


i spent my christmas with santa himself :)
the spirit of santa within my friends! we had a feast and i vomited it out. it was awesome like dragon warrior and slytherin.

yet again i wake up lateee, and then my mum comes in my room and is like do you want to come shopping with us, in my head i scream fucking hell, go away! but i shake my head. she comes back a minute later, "oh there might be sales on mascara and stuff..!", i then decide what the hey ill go, i wanted to go shopping today anyway. i fucking get ready in 10 mintues, record time for me, and head off with my mum to a place of shopping. we get there while my mum excitingly looks at the catalogue for the store were heading to, and we realise but are unsure if the shops are closed. smart old mum didnt check the exact dates when the store would be opened. it said sale starts on the 27th homie. fuck. were stuck in bloody woolworths, me with no breakfast, for approximately 3 hours, waiting for a ride home. although me and mum bonded, which was quite cool and funny. she could pop your socks of when shes happy. this is me writing like an illiterate hoe who is so not socially and culturally literate. i am so sardonic in a cruel way sometimes, it hurts me. because right now im mocking somone. omg love, what is love?? your a fucking teenybumbum and your worrying yourself silly about love. let me give you love from orlando's experience.


Orlando heard, suddenly and unacountably, far off the beating of Love's wings. The distant stir of that soft plumage roused in him a thousand memories of rushing waters, of loveliness in the snow and faithlessness in the flood; and the sound came nearer; and he blushed and trembled; and he was moved as he had thought never to be moved again; and he was ready to raise his hands and let the bird of beauty alight upoun his shoulders, when - horror! - a creaking sound like that the crows make tumbling over the trees began to reverbrate; the air seemed dark with course black wings; voices croaked; bits of straw, twigs and feathers dropped; and there pitched down upon his shoulders the heaviest and foulest of the birds; which is the vulture. thus he rushed from the room and sent for the footman to the Archduchess Harriet to her carriage. For love, to which we may now return, has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. it has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together that you cannot seperate them. in this case, Orlando's love began her flight towards him her white faced turned, and her smooth and lovely body outwards. nearer and nearer she came wafting before her airs of pure delight. all of a sudden she wheeled about, turned the other wat round; showed herself black, hairy and brutish; and is was lust the vulture, not Love, the bird of Paradise, that flopped, foully and disgustingly upon his shoulders. Hence he ran; hence he fetched the footman.

oh yeah im also emo, i take it from my mum. :)

a gay boy wished for a planet full of unicorns
planet unicorn
unicorn planet
give it up for feather oooo
cadilac
and tom cruise
planet unicorn heyyyy




im gay, goodbye!

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  1. undiscovered slut.