jealous.
jealous of the hot tumblr people that post their GPOY and get reblogged 200 times. if beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
WHERE IS THE BEHOLDER THAT CONTAINS ME?!
(except my best friend and perhaps my mother ha)
im tired of my mediocreness. i want to be hot. -_-
today i feel like pluto -_-
im such a self conscious writer. it has its pros and cons.
I want to start a spider charity
because I was thinking yesterday, if I was a spider I would be like ‘oh deary, you’ve seemed to have gotten yourself caught in my web :) let me untangle you’
but what do vegitarean spiders eat?!
so i want to raise money to research food alternatives for vegitarean spiders, maybe a protein rich species of plant.
16/05/12.
I cant remember what happened this date. but im thinking it was something sexual!
‘the city accentuates your fleshful shadows of loneliness’
I wrote
to upload or to not. Its like ripping off a self-critical band aid!
