J u s t L i k e H e a v e n

martes, 25 de agosto de 2009

Me siento rara. Me duele la cabeza, tengo sueño y se me cierran solos los ojos.

Estúpida, estúpida, estúpida. Culpa y más culpa... ¿Por qué siempre quiero lo que me daña?

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Kissa;
I don't care who you are or what you do.
I hate talking on the phone, I'm a text messaging bandit.
I'm silly, I'm quiet, I hate lies.
I'm alone all the time. I love the rain.
I'm not scared to die, I'm a little bit scared of what comes after.
I think a lot. I love the little things.
I hate typical things.
I want to be special.
I've only been in love once, but my heart has been broken many times.
I'm horrible at remembering names.
I like watching the History Channel, A&E and Sony.
I'm the most loyal person you will ever meet.
I don't have a favorite color, I love them all.
I'm becoming addicted to tea.
I like being kissed with hands on my face.
I'm random. I'm shy. I want to be the best at what I do.
I love photography, and it's not a hobbie for me.
I don't have a ton of friends, but the ones I do have, I'd do anything for.
I'm underestimated by many and taken for granted by others.
I drink more Sprite in one day than I think one person should.
I push people away.
I think that humor is probably the most attractive characteristic.
I like laughing.
I'd rather stay in bed all day and watch horror movies.
I'm ment to be something amazing, and maybe one day you'll see.