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maandag 28 september 2009


Get a Grippp...

Hey bloggers,.

remember my last story. that was like.. 2 months ago.. I'm so sorry! So much happened. Really.. unbelieveable. I got together with G. Let's just try it one more time you know. Well, that wasn't a bad decision. We are together now for 1 month and 2 days. The schoolwhore is still texting me.. But she hasn't done a thing yet xD so that's pretty hilarious! All those stupid threats. It's hilarious. Seriously.

Anyways. I had some hudge fights with my parents lately. Once again -.-
Why? Well.. I got my tongue pierced, my mobile got stolen, I went out a few times, and didn't got home on time.. Slept with G. one time, Got drunk pretty bad, Went out when I was grounded.. And got kicked out of the house by my dad. So it's pretty messed up.

But now I can sleep home again. And saturday I went out again. Next Saturday is the last time I need to stay home. But that's ok. Now I'm prepared =D

Anyways. talked way to much again.

But I'll talk to you guys later hea!!


Xoxo. The girl on tour.

19:28


& A little note




Being Myself

I’m not afraid to speak my mind.
Or share my every thought.
I’m not afraid, and will not hide.
No matter what the cost.

At first I was a little girl,
Who did not understand.
That no one else could rule my world,
Or change the way I am.

Why should I pretend to be,
A girl I know I’m not?
Why can’t no one ever see,
The insides worth a shot.

Judging by the outer looks,
Will never let you see,
All the things you really should.
The outsides just a screen.

I’ll be the girl who sits alone,
Without a single friend.
Even though, at least I know,
I’m true, and don’t pretend.

I’ll wear the cloths I like the best,
And not the one’s approved.
Who cares if I’m not like the rest.
To me, myself, I’m true.



& memory lane


mei 2009
juni 2009
juli 2009
augustus 2009
september 2009
oktober 2009
november 2009
maart 2010
juni 2010
juli 2010
augustus 2010
september 2010
oktober 2010
november 2010
december 2010
januari 2011
maart 2011
juni 2013
augustus 2013
november 2014

& Shout Out



& About Me

JusStxmii
If you think you know me, read my blog and think again. I'm imperfect and I'm Lovin' It. I'm the only witness and the only person who can judge my life.



& Wishlist

Go to Australia
Make me grow taller.
Wisdom, Knowledge & Talent.
Fame, Beauty & Fortune.
Friends forever.


& Adiences


 

They applauded her and gave her a standing ovation.

& Links

Girl on Tour