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Sunshine & Stars
the who.

Geraldine

♥

Stars, balloons, bubbles
I'm who I'll always be.

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Thursday, May 13, 2010

noone in the house seems to understand the meaning of "Dont talk to me"
and I explicitly said it out.

even my friends know better than to talk to me when I am in one of my moods, arent you supposed to be my parents?

I wonder how "scary" I look if my parents continue gabling and my brother continues to try to annoy the hell out of me when I am pretty sure I look like a thundercloud at the moment.

& my mp4 is another stupid creature. plays all the wrong songs at the wrong moments.

I need to get out of this horrible bubble and go back into my happy one. Now. :(


I dont know why I am in such a mood.


9:07 PM