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Millie

About Me

Its Youre Fault You Hurt Me The First Time Its My Fault You Hurt Me Again Its Your Fault I Cried The First Time Its My Fault I Cried Again Its Ur Fault You Lied The First Time Its My Fault I Trusted You AgainStuff About The Child Millie: i dont want an ordinary mediocre life, i want to dabble in a bit of everything, sit back on my death bed, and say it was all worth it.As of now, i'd like to work in a piercing and tattoo parlor.Work as a journalist for alternative music/ fashions magazines, and be a photogrpaher. Not all at once, obviously.She loves her beautiful baby girl Siobhan. She’s a bit of a photo whore if theres a camera there photos of millie. Even though she’s not good looking something makes millie take photos of herself, Quite odd actually. There could be a million and one pictures of her yet she’d still want more. She loves her nephews Jai Brodie Tommy and Michael jr. She’s nearly out of phone credit, she gets angry easily. She swears alot! She loves Bec more then she’ll ever love you!. She’s not a big fan of chocolate she prefers melted cheese on toast :D. She’s terrified of mice and daddy long legs. She wants a snake and hates the family dog. She loves drinking but she hates making a fool of herself which she does quite often. She prefers being inside then outside. She cant swim but she loves the beach. She hates all the girly tarts that you see walking down the street she’ll kill them all one day, She really doesnt care if you dont like her because chances are if you dont like her she doesnt like you.She loves writing poetry although hers isn’t that good. She loves random people their sexy. She loves flowers their pretty.She’d prefer to do anything then vacuum floors. Free gothic layouts at funerella.com

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

heh screw who id like to meet Likes:Her Hair Straighter, Her Media Player, Music With Lots Of Bass, The Word “Dashing“, Head Bands, Love Yay For Love <3, The Name Millie, Colours, Peircings, Spelling Stuff Incorrectly :D, Socks Yay For The Inventor Of Socks, Shopping,Photos, Her Red Shoes, Television, Music, Ferris Wheels, Funnyness, Sleeping, Ties, Belt Buckles, Tattoos, Her Family And Friends, Meeting New People, Happiness, And Last But Not Least TXT Messages

My Blog

ER QUIZ THING

Height::  Short? Weight:: errrr none ur businessRight or left-handed:: both actually see im talentedHeritage:: Ask me mumAre you in love?:: Wouldnt call it love but he means the world to me How do you...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Dec 2008 03:38:00 GMT

3rd time lucky

maybe one day the fake people will stop being fake fucking fucks.! Bored Tired Frustrated Angry I Cant Be fucked with all this immature little pratty school yard shit...People looking at me because of...
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 21:27:00 GMT

fucknnnn hell

cant put up with this shit anymore the stupid FAKE plastics. Their worse then the real deal.. Never shutting up being all up them selfs when they have nothing to be up them selfs about.. shes not...
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 20:59:00 GMT

Fucken Bored

Sitn at the neighbourhood house doing some matchworks shitweather im ment to be just fucking round with these computers i have no ideafeel like sleeping feel like getting drunk all at onceweather i co...
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 18:07:00 GMT

Fatal Silence

Fatal Silence!As she sits in the garden In fatal silenceShe contemplates her deathIn her mind no one would care if she diedShe lived a life a life of painHer death would be celebratedShe had lost her ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 05:07:00 GMT

-**ME**-

i crawl through this life,tears in my eyes,i have made so many mistakes,caused just as many cries,i don't know what to do,about the blood trickling down my arm,about the words screaming in my head,tel...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 21:44:00 GMT

I Want The Guy

I want the guy Who will sit through sappy movies with me. I want the guyWho will point me out to his friends and say "that's her!"I want the guyWho will call or text right before I go to bed, just to ...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 03:01:00 GMT

Rip Sarah Hunni xoxoxo

My sweet beautiful angel.Sent to me from above.I am so grateful to have found you, and I give you all my love.You must have come from heaven, because you have pretty little angel eyes.When you gaze at...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 03:08:00 GMT

***********

Boy today I gavesomeone else my heartI gave it to someonewho won't tear it apartthe way he smilestakes my breath awaywhen I think of himmy mind goes astrayHe is far more realthan you are, my dearmy fe...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 03:07:00 GMT

My Shoulders

My shoulders hold up so much,I have so many burdens,That I carry everyday.They are never going to lightenmThey are so heavy,I may not be able to go on much longer.My shoulders hurt so much,But I keep ...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 02:46:00 GMT