When there's nothing to burn, set yourself on fire.

Note:
Everything you observe isn't really everything about me.

Later. xox.

Today......sucked.

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Facts about me.

i love photography.
i love googling random photography.
Jac Vanek is my idol.
After her, Hanna Beth.
Panic at the disco are the best band ever.
After them comes: Paramore, The Horrors, Cobra Starship, The Academy Is..., Daft Punk and the list continues.
i love cookies and cupcakes.
i have a thing for buttons, eg. computer keys and mobile buttons. not the clothes buttons.
i can get pretty serious at times.
i tend to be insecure sometimes.
i dream a lot.
I like too many things and get all confused and hung up running from one falling star to another till I drop.
i listen to more than 100 songs every day. too much? not to much?
i don't like msn but i love myspace.
my mum is my best friend.
i don't trust anyone. give me a reason if you want me to trust you.
Shit happens. Lyke Z0mG!
i want to be a photographer.
i want to be a web developer.
i hate conceit bitches.
i am single and i like it.
i'm a little scared of being committed to someone.
i don't complain much.
i love doing stuff on my own.
i love thinking on my own.
Ready to face me?
i don't bite seriously.
i'll be your fucking puppet. (:

Ayy Kiddos, Hello.

So i guess i decided to create this blog thing for several reasons. One of my reasons is that on myspace, hi5, buzznet or any of that type of websites are not good enough to post blogs or whatever you call them.

This blog crap is going to be my rambling of the day/month/year. Haha i don't know how often i'm going to keep this updated but if it will be a success i guess i will update it more often.
O_o rambling started? guess so.

Do not read but observe.

Words could mean anything. Words are words. No one can change words. Don't try, you'll fail. Everything that goes out of that little/big thing that is found below your nose means everything. I'm dying to meet someone who is mute, no, i'm so not against them or anything. I'm just curious how they cope with their everyday life.

I guess if you're a quiet person, writing is your best way to vent. Congratulations.

You crave for attention yet you want to stay hidden, how can such thing happen?

You want friends, you starve for them yet you want to be alone, what the hell is wrong with you?

You're desperate, depressed and any other bad word that describes how awful a person can be, why?

You ask yourself what's there missing. You think that those are just rhetorical questions and you go like, "oh well, fuck it." You're totally wrong. You have to force yourself to get the answers. Stop being pathetic and get to work. No one is going to help you, everyone is bitch. Grow up. Open your fucking mind.