seems like there is always more people commenting on scans than videos uploads.. XD So should I stop uploading videos and just upload scans as and when I want? =P haha~ video uploading requires a lot...by more.. XD I see less and less comments on my video uploads, LOL if one day I feel it's too little probably I will stop uploading. LOL =P Anyway, to all who do comment, thanks! and enjoy! =

root@phoenix:~# uptime 04:26:53 up 189 days, 2:38, 2 users, load average: 0.20, 0.26, 0.60 Аж жалко ребутать... Но глядя на песню (а ведь стоит shuffle all) таки ребутну.

So it's been about a month since the last round of That Guy drama. I got stronger then. I blocked his ass. I can't put up with it. Thins are not getting better between us. The more I try to fix things...took me 6 months to figure that out. I hope he has all the happiness in the world. I still believe that he is an amazing person. We just weren't right for each other. What's meant to be will be

I am. And while i do enjoy it for the most part, my heart begins to hurt after a while. And that sucks. these are all the things i am(that i could think of): I'm a Hopeless Romantic I'm a Daydreamer I'm...Poet I'm a Drama Queen I'm a Sarcastic Bitch I'm a Sister I'm a Whistful Thinker I'm a Woman I'm a Friend I'm a Teenager I'm a Child I'm an Adult I'm an Inside Beauty and I'm an Outside Beauty I'm m

...idea what I was thinking, I mean we hadn't spoken since high school, maybe once or twice after that. I'm sure he hasn't even thought of me, well at least not like I've thought about him. Its such a sad thing you know, keeping one's feeling hidden. I remember the first day I saw him, I was 12 yrs old and he took my breath away and then I heard him speak and I melted lol. It was love at first sight...

i just.... ugh.... idk i have have to say one thing. i am sad. very very sad.

So I'm laying here in my bed when I start hearing this girl and guy yelling outside my window. OH, FUCK YOU!!! FUCK YOU!!! It was really unexpected because I'm just laying here doing my linear...-like it is now--was just racing. Because of my dad, I don't do well with confrontations or fighting in the least. It terrifies me. Watching them argue like that just didn't work too well for me

I'm a little sad today. My mum just saw Al Green tonight and i'm so jealous, and Luke's just picking on me. and i know he's only doing it to show the flat that nothing happened with us, but if i pick on him back he literally gets drnk and tells me he's moving out. i dont know what to do, he;s never approachable, and tonight Pablo is really looking after me and im taking it out on him; i dont want to...

Well, recently I’ve been realizing that a lot of people seem to think I right sad or “depressing” poetry. The truth is, thats the best type. Its the catagory I can open up in the most. It’s amazing how honesty can come out of poetry..once you start writing you can’t stop or come back. The feeling is in your head at the moment-and often doesn’t return hours later. Just by reading my poetry, you may...

С него-то все и началось когда-то... Иллюзии бесповоротного продолжения всего именно так, как и было... Упрямая самоуверенность в завтрашнем дне и дружбе... Её понятие как компромисса... Умножили все обострившиеся..... Ничто на Земле не может разбить алмаз... Но в душе все возможно... Осколки режут ее воспоминаниями, терзают мыслями, заставляют страдать... Так будет теперь всегда... Вернуть ничего не удастся..