ab imo pectore



ALL I WANTED WAS FOR YOU TO CARE


BUT YOU DONT SEEM TO BE BOTHERED

THE BITCH

| Jessica |
| 010990 |
| virgorian |
| tpbusinessschool|
| communicationsandmediamanagement |
| exkatongconventgirl|
| cmmcouncil |
| tptennis |
| shopaholic |
| loudhailer |
| narcissist |
| camerahogger |
| denimwhore |
| partyanimal |
| procrastinator |

WISHFULTHINKING

| shower me with coach hunny and serenade a love song to me|

EXITS

|kimmie|
|gill|
|paan|
|amalina|
|vann|
|aretha|
|evande|
|fee|
|nicole|
|marianne|
|tracy|
|jasmine|
|faiz|
|gisella|
|melanie|
|clair|
|amanda|
|sonam|
|jac|
|faye|
|yanti|
|aida|
|euniceHOLE|
|trey|


SUICIDAL THOUGHTS





THE DEADLY PAST

June 2005
July 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008


LUSTS

| money |
| topshoptop |
| divecert |
| accessories |
| phone |
| heels |
| macnotebook |
| cybershot |
| guesshandbag |
| fcuktop |
| fendispecs |
| pumps |
| edhardyshirt |
| coachwristlet |
| mangoshorts |
| dioreyepalette |
| guesswatch |
| crumplerlaptopcover |
| jeans |
| onepiece |
| handbag |


LOVE OF MY LIFE


i miss kc


besties <3


godsisters (:


some kinda magic


my babyy


my laughing gas


sexaye!


BFF <3


it's ladies night


sch's fun with them around


my leading ladies (:


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Thursday, May 31, 2007

10:12 AM

i often go back to check my mail in vain.hoping that i will receive something new.isnt it strange on how i can feel so disconnected from the world yet still be so absorbed in it at the same time?procrastination starts kicking in yet again.as i lag way behind.i need a new motivation in my life.but no one and nothing seems to be able to fill that place.are my expectations that high.i wonder would anyone ever be willing to be my punching bag.the one who absorbs all my nonsense in my times of need?i always tell myself that i need to let my emotions out every once in a while.but i dont know how.there seems to be this unbreakable lock within that seems to be bottling up everything inside.



my paper heart of broken dreams ♥

Ysome hearts are meant to be broken;;