i am interested in:
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i'd like to meet:
no slags, no whores, no arseholes, no players, no twats, no sluts, no bitches and no cunts.
just someone nice.
if youre some terrifying 15 year old girl who's plastered with makeup, giant backcombed hair and hanging out of her clothes, i really REALLY don't want to know. Likewise young boys. I would however like to know, why you feel the need to keep trying to be my "friend".
i'd like to meet someone from canterbury...idk.
i will never stop listening to:
brand new - your favorite weapon
taking back sunday - tell all your friends
blink 182 - enema of the state
neutral milk hotel - in the aeroplane over the sea
"cut me open. sun poisoned. this offer stands forever. new haircut. new bracelet. eyeliner. wait forever. first kisses. new stitches. november to remember. nightswimmers. collar weekend. appearance ticket; watch her from the roof. as she walks across her backyard.... now go cry in your car.. you're just jealous cause i'm young and in love."
"We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It's easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven't even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you'll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there's still one more tier to all this; there is always one person who you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it always happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. You will remember having conversations with this person that never actually happened. You will recall sexual trysts with this person that never technically occurred. This is because the individual who embodies your personal definition of love does not really exist. The person is real, and the feelings are real--but you create the context. And context is everything. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they're often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."
tom petty - the world keeps shitting on him and he still fights through. amazing man. real star.
stuie warrior - waiting to see him is like waiting for christmas, and once he is here, time goes so fast i can barely keep up. worth every second of waiting. probably loves betty more than me though [;
elliot guy - i have weird dreams about him and they scare me. amazing man; always cheers me up with tales of catbum ear holes and liver failure.
tom swanborough-nilson tells me to fuck off constantly. my big brother. bread + 35mm
"lucky" alder - tea and sudoku and neutral milk hotel and "stepheeeeee!" and occasionally pubic hairs
michaela berryman - oh my god shes in oz. what a bitch. i miss her loads and her big boobs and girly chats. the only woman i will ever love. haha
abi, becky, megan, rob, jack, josh and ellie - make college hilarious when we bitch and talk about sex loudly and scare people and dont care :) they're pretty much the only reason i go to college these days!