Saturday, November 6, 2010


I really, really hate being in love. It doesn't happen to me often, but when it does it consumes me.
I think about nothing else. 
Just that fucking son of a bitch, and how fucking amazing he is and all the things i want to do together with him. 
About his amazing eyes, his incredible smile, his fucked up humor, and about how wonderful it would be to kiss him.
I am honest when i say that i have met nobody that i like as much as him.
I sound obsessed. And sadly, i think that's because I am.


  1. Great photo! Poor you, good luck with it!

  2. ÅÅÅÅH jeg lider med deg! KLIN TIL!! KLIIIIIN

  3. stunning gown, and thankyou for your comment=]

    totally following=]

  4. haha i was just feeling the same exact way and hating how i was so boring because he was all i could think about and i could hardly carry any other conversation.