as you are.

after a shit day at school, and shitty band prac after school, God rewarded me.
as soon as i got home, straight to my room as usual..
and sitting on my bed, in a lovely brown paper packaged parcel was
my HOLGA CAMERA!

hopefully in the next couple of weeks, i'll be able to create beautiful images such as these:

hello, anger.

you could melt a face off with the talk you speak behind my back
yet, you remain silent when we pass
'remember all he's done for us' she says,
that doesn't matter anymore, it's cancelled out.
what made you change?
i dont care anymore.

mother says i must stay where i am:
you're not ready
you can't make decisions for yourself
you're not old enough

now i know the numbers on a piece of paper you own doesn't tell how old you are
but the things that have tattooed themselves onto to your mind
and what seems like the brushes with death itself
is what estimates your maturity.

cut the strings that bind me from this disease.
i want to be free.

badass.

i've been thinking about getting a tattoo for agesss! i really like the first one, how it doesnt use any black outlining, im thinking of getting a hummingbird on my wrist, with :

'we'll take these chances, we'll make it somehow'

hmm, i gotta move out first! tut tut, mother would never allow such a thing.
i think tatts are sexy.
(on the right kind of people, of course)

snap happy.

powderfinger + jet concert tonight. so good, jet lead singer is sexyyyyy!


oh, hey.

im a happy bunny.

i wanted him to kiss me.

his closeness made me dizzy.

i turned around and said goodbye.

you were on my mind, though i did try.

to not go kooky with mushy feelings.

cant hide this inkling.

of that wonderful feeling :)