Anja Rubik. The gray eyes, the immaculate complexion. The nude lipstick. Everything about her here is divine.
if i had one wish.
i’d go into hibernation.
just to deflate and exfoliate.
and to rejuvenate.
without them parties.
without my macbook.
to become wholesome like a wholemeal bread (wtf)
and yummy like a midnight snack.
(kudos to keith for making me sound like some whack child.)
i’ve been thinking about you lately.
i know your whole case is “to err is human. to forgive is divine.”.
So I’m divine. Because I’m telling you: you’re forgiven.
But here’s my case: “Forgive and forget”.
Since i’ve forgiven you, I wanna forget you too. :)
we all know i don’t have a temper, neither will i waste my tears on a lost friendship.
unless you were something to me. now now. were you?
i honestly regret making that decision sometime last year.
i was masked by the facade you painted on so flawlessly.
and now you’re swirling down the pipe.
still questioning about everysingledamnthingaboutyourlife.
and in case you’re wondering why am i being so harsh.
it’s only to you, darling.
because more than anything in this world. i hate liars.
especially liars who lie so damn beautifully.
cheers and adios.
p.s my heart goes out to caroline. you know i’d always be here for you babe. just holler.
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ALASKA SOMMERS
i just had to comment. i think i know who you’re talking about.
she’d get her just deserts don’t you worry.
see you at gelare in a moment babe!
lol, i think we all know who’s it about. thrashy.
1 – nil.
rach, you’re back from france?!
yep. fark i missed la riots (dont rub it in). but hella hella francois was good shit!
i got you guys some prezzies! partyy soon pls thank you.
god i hate people who act all angelic all the effing time.
she’d freak if she found out all the people talking behind her back.
no spine that girl.
suddenly i feel like some queen bee in a gossip girl setting of my life.
let’s leave our bitching to a minimum here,
and channel all those angst into shattering the dancefloors our next night out.
some people just aren’t worth our energy. (:
and aren’t worth too much mention.
so let’s just let this fade. aight?!
wokay. rach. bring on them franceey goodddies :D
BIMBO MOMENT: me likey!
p.s don’t worry. we sat out la riots too. for reasons we’d disclose next time.