i love mason♥
i know im not a perfect girl, my hair doesnt always stay in place and i spill alot of things.im pretty clumbsy and sometimes i have a broken heart.my friends and i sometimes fight and maybe some days nothing goes right...but when i think about it and take a step back, i remember how amazing life truely is and maybe, just maybe, i like being umperfect♥
music=life♥
my lifes like a fucking movie.why arent i famous...?
Smoke a little
Toke a little
Burn a little more
It's getting late
who gives a fuck?
Being sober's a fucking bore
So i'll drink a little
Chug a little
Have a few more shots
Who wants tequila
I love tequila
have fun with what we got
Poppa perk
Take a vike
A few more pills will do
I'll be the only wasted one
till i get over you
smoke to smoke,
not a blunt,
fuck a virgin,
not a cunt.
I like your style,
I like your class,
but most of all,
I like your ass.
I'm a badass gurl,
in a badass town,
it takes a real motha fucker to put me down.
Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust,
If it weren't for gurls,
boys dicks would rust=)
Dark Lagger, Bacardi Rum,
Grape Vodka, Corona yum.
Red Red Wine, Jap Saki,
San Miguel, Classy Heine.
Manhattan, Shirley Temple,
Submarine, Tequila Dimple.
Trisec, Johnny Walker,
Sex on the Beach, Porcelain Sinker.
Fill her up, Bring on the Alcohol.
Drink Till you drop, Life’s a Ball♥
My wrath ferocious.
My envy desirable.
My lust unfulfilled
My greed endless
My gluttony forever
My sloth apathetic.
My pride greatest.
To an alcoholic the drink can heal
The pain and numbness that they feel
From the moment that they first swallow
Until the bottle winds up hollow
They’re on an automatic high
Floating high up towards the sky
But it seems the come-down brings them to the start
And it’s back to mending their broken heart
Summer clouds in a summer sky
Soft and pillowy as they float by
I see a bird upon a ship,
I see it turn into a whip,
It makes a flower like a rose,
It makes a rooster as he crows.
A tiny colt is on the run,
A little kitten is having fun.
Soft as cotton in the air,
Summer clouds are everywhere.
I love to watch them when they drift
Into the many shapes as they shift.
What a peaceful, pleasant way,
To spend a quiet summer day.
My heroes are not perfect they always make mistakes But when things get tough they do not turn their backs they stand up for whats right No matter the danger. That is heroism Not perfection But duty and honor♥