December 2011
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Off to the airport now
if my plane happens to crash, and I won’t be on here until 6th January then please, someone (who is in my Facebook friends and reads this) tell Aleks that I loved him a lot and that I died happy.
bye lovelies, queue is on xoxo
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wow I got actual christmaspresents
frame for photos in a heart shape, black of course
showergel
black and crack nailpolish
coupon for h&m
scarf
not complaining
except for my extremely annoying parents who are getting drunk and talk about ridiculous stuff. fuck that
and my headache. fuck that too
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"singing" along with Midnight at max. volume
while dad is painting my wall
I love my parents’ tolerance
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The closer I get to you and the more I get drawn in, the less I think about you and your looks. Instead, I’m interested in what goes on underneath and all the psychological crap. The way you think, the decisions you make, and your mentality is what ultimately wins me over.
