unconditional love
and i love you just the same, if not a little more
vanessa
ANDREW'S
23 april '90
EITHTEEN LOVE!
ADORES family, darlings, tennis, shopping, swimming, pink, red, white, butterflies, strawberries, silly boy.
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Irony at its strongest point.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Hello love.
A tinge of melancholy as usual.
Pathetic is just the right word.
Like there's sth bothering me.
Maybe the stress's burning up my brain.
I wanna rest, yet I can't, even though I can.
Sounds ironic huh? Definitely.
That's just how complicated my life is right at this moment.
My stupid bloated tummy is making things worse.
Girl's problem. Go away soon, please.
I don't wanna have a stupid big tummy like Pooh and Barney.
See, I'm whining again.
Now I understand. :)
love, vannie. (11:47 PM)
