March 2011
56 posts
February 2011
59 posts
my paradise
rock. ♥ more like boulder. canadian shield.
WatchI’m up to no good. Out & about doing bad gal things.
i want you. can't stop me.
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I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student I will be a good student
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locking myself up in the library from now on. I am essay.
its never too much... if its blond
http://www.theblondsnewyork.com/
my elle magazine featured a little bio story on this company. and I have to say there are so many pieces from Phillipe & David Blond that i WANT WANT WANT. the glitter is so right !!! & i cant get enough
tarantula
self recognition…
self identity…
self discovery…
it’s all so strange right now.
* will elaborate on a later date.
the road to extraordinary.
my revolutionary… vacation?
dreaming
& It’s been a while since we went wild and that’s been fine but we’ve been sleepwalking through this trial and it’s really a crime
supbrahbrah asked: HAPPY ♥ VALENTINES ♥ DAY ♥ spreading the LOVE ♥ from SUP BRAH BRAH. kisses and hugs and chocolate xxx
citizen
I’ve been accepted into the Laurier International!
This time 2012 I will be in Sweden, at Karlstad University!
Euro trip, take two… This picture was taken of me, when I was 17, at the Canadian National Vimy Memorial in France dedicated to those killed in World War I
driving me crazy. →
to work not to play.
I have a crussssh
*never knew I could feel that good sober
senseless & numb
glitter me special.
these stars are ours.
raaaaaaaaaaaptuuuuure
rap·ture (rap′c̸hər)
noun
the state of being carried away with joy, love, etc.; ecstasy
an expression of great joy, pleasure, etc.
a carrying away or being carried away in body or spirit: now rare except in theological usage
“foxy ladies getting down… I just left my worries at the door”
play with a boy, play with a girl. you know how i... →
girls wanna know me. boys wanna hold me.
I am 85% sure that he thinks I am the weirdest person in the world.
- I am just not attractive when gitty and silly and urgh I talk too much around guys I like.
boo nerves. you suck.
talked to boyack today. I really wonder what that would be like. why do I keep him a secret, guilty pleasure? Do I take advantage of his feelings for me to fulfill my own needs?
I just want you to hold me...
when he sex you right. →
here comes the sun.
I used cabs so often, that they actually recognize me! I’ve had one guy (guitar on dashboard/ very clean car) ask how my date went. I’ve had one guy (from Turkey, if I’m not getting him confused with NYE taxi) drive me four times within like ten days! Then there’s the guy in the Waterloo taxi van (he owns the vehicle) who told me to take Buckley’s Complete for my...
coronita asked: um i dont know how to reply. sander was sick... totally going to not so mystery anymore dj night SEEE YOU THURRRRRRRRRR
the story of my maker.
Life is too good right now.
I am a mere mortal, how did I get so lucky?
How is it that I deserve this life?
this sudden explosion. since I feel like I haven’t been updating lately, I am apparently taken over by a sudden urge to add pages to my tumblr. Sam is currently working on our video - that will hopefully win us a trip to ULTRA! I am extremely excited. But like just to see our...
“we mortals are but shadows and dust”
– Gladiator, 2000
confessions of a bad gal.
its when you both smile for no reason.
its when you’re overwhelmed with that playful urge as soon as you see him.
who doesn’t like a little tropical dancehall?
honestly cannot explain the attraction. nor can I justify it.
music's got me feeling so free.
loves dancin all night to house / techno / electro ; everything.
loves it even more when at the far corner of the purple room people, myself included, are really really dancing! & when the awesome dude youve been dancing beside all night compliments you and takes a picture of you & then calls his friends over, gently pushes your hair to the side, and shows his friends....
& its when your heart smiles.
*wish I was misbehavin
