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vrijdag 7 juni 2013


And yet another day. Hello dear bloggers,

Time is running out. Feelings slipping away. Fears in every corner. Slowely things are pulling through. I don't know what to say, think or even remember anymore. Lately so much happened, I hardly know my own feelings. Let alone his. And if there is one thing I learned, it will be that I cared more about hij than anything else. The problem is that he can not see it.

I live because of him and all he does is longing for someone or something else. I dont understand it anymore. I just work and work and try to smile hoping that one day it will be like it was...

Fingers crossed....

14:02


& 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