Spent most of last night crying. Not fun at all. It really makes me jealous of all the girls who can cry and still look adorable or cute or pretty. How do they do it?! I ended up looking like a puffy panda...And yeah, ridiculous to the max. Because puffy eyes combined with loss of sleep gives you puffy eye bags too...disgusting things.
I blame it on PMS. Stupid hormones...why can't you just leave me alone?! And then you realise that males always put us females down because we PMS. They haven't figured out that they themselves PMS, ALL THE TIME. Yeah. And they don't even have periods as a reason for it.
And to cap it off, my mother somehow managed to sit me down in spite of my protests and PLUCK my EYEBROWS. AGAIN. F****CKing hell. Disregarding the fact I was crying and etc, looking and feeling quite shit, she just went: your eyebrows need plucking. Gods. I wanted to kill her.
I'm still confused. Very very. I know I'll say yes without a second thought, and I don't think I'll regret it, but I'm still confused. Why yesterday night though?
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Whereas I'm basically half lamenting over the fact that the heels were all insanely high, and I can't wear them without at least being a head taller than my date. Well, okay, not a head. But like...me on 10cm heels?! Gods...
Now I shall go eat lunch.
Bye bye.
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The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake and miss you.
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me.
I'd send a postcard to you dear,
'Cause I wish you were here.
I'll watch the night turn light blue.
But it's not the same without you,
Because it takes two to whisper quietly,
The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad,
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly.
I'll find repose in new ways,
Though I haven't slept in two days,
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.
But drenched in Vanilla twilight,
I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist deep in thought because when I think of you.
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.
As many times as I blink I'll think of you... tonight.
I'll think of you tonight.
When violet eyes get brighter,
And heavy wings grow lighter,
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.
And I'll forget the world that I knew,
But I swear I won't forget you,
Oh if my voice could reach back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here.
And I lie awake and miss you.
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me.
I'd send a postcard to you dear,
'Cause I wish you were here.
I'll watch the night turn light blue.
But it's not the same without you,
Because it takes two to whisper quietly,
The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad,
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly.
I'll find repose in new ways,
Though I haven't slept in two days,
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.
But drenched in Vanilla twilight,
I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist deep in thought because when I think of you.
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.
As many times as I blink I'll think of you... tonight.
I'll think of you tonight.
When violet eyes get brighter,
And heavy wings grow lighter,
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.
And I'll forget the world that I knew,
But I swear I won't forget you,
Oh if my voice could reach back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here.
