surprisingly uncompassionate.

well amy winehouse died today.

not surprising. 

she did alot of drugs.

sucks cause when she wasn't strung out on coke she was pretty good.

i feel bad for her family and for those who love her, i hope the best for them.

and i hope people start to realize that drugs fuck you up.

all in moderation i suppose.

anyways lately i've just been thinking out loud and one topic that has without a doubt re appeared frequently is femininity.

nothing specific about but just the topic in general i suppose.

i've started to maybe like the colour pink a little.

and well barbie seems fun.

ballet tutus and beauty just seem like a party.

pink just makes me feel like sunshine and rainbows right now.

chanel. no words but awesome.

pink lipstick woo.

above my bed.

niki minaj ain't no princess.

hello kitty reminder

the best part is the deer.

S.O Fashion

xo

pink

you keep me healthy

so ever since i came home i've hated it, my parents argue and yell at each other, the whole house is on edge.
by the whole house i mean the three of us, my brother ran away. i wouldn't mind joining him.
i don't want to live here anymore i'm so sick of having to listen to them.
why aren't they smart enough to think. : Divorce or if they feel like caring: Marriage Therapy.

i feel like a little girl trapped in tower, knowing theres a war downstairs, not belonging to either side and not really being able to do anything about it.
it's almost sickening.
it is sickening.
however whenever they argue i run, i run to leave this house and sweat it out and focus on something else.
let me put this in perspective for you.

i've gone running 5-6 times a week for 5 weeks.

this place is not home.

this fairy tale has not yet proven to have a happy ending.

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xo

p.s: i know it's weird to put my personal problems on my blog but its more of a journal than anything.