fuck it!
fuck it!
fuck it!
screw this

...

Vive la France

Nouveau dessin :D

Je m'ennuie

très ennuie

I don't know how I let this get to me, I feel like I'm falling nonstop, nonstop, nonstop.

As Icarus I tried to reach the sun, but my wings got burnt as I got closer. I'm really scared I might not make it through, I feel it's getting worse and worse while time passes by.

I really don't know how did I manage to be in this state, and it really saddens me to know that you're not what you seemed to be, you're not the people I believed you were, but the worst part is, I don't want you to be the people I remember.

I know I'm really fragile, but I hope I'm strong enough to let your memories fade away.

I hope I'm strong enough to even make it through this phase.

Just so you know

I deleted my tumblr, it didn't feel real, and it was a bit too consuming, though I found amazing people there.

Well the point is I might update this one more frequently, but I need a nap before I start studying for history's test.

hidden

now you can't see this blog from my profile because i'm using the account for a school one too, and since i don't want them to see this i hid it

i'm supposed to blog about the earthquake, bullocks!

i'm cranky and bored

FUUU

Sleeping time

I hate the fact that every single grown up I know, except for my psychiatrist, thinks that my sleeping hours are abnormal, I go to bed at 5am aprox and then wake up at 11 am, well this is only in vacations so why all the fuss about it?

I hate the way I wrote this and always will, but i'm not inspired. Not anymore.

Today is 9/02/10 aka 90210 aka beverly hills zip code

Blessed with lucky 7s

I was born the seventh day of a month, I'm supposed to be intelligent and stuff

Well I don't even believe it anymore, all those lucky sevens that had been attributed to me seem an illusion, I'm lost, inevitably and indefinitely lost.


There you go with your lucky 7