<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(//www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/8130812?origin\x3dhttps://visualtextemotions.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
inflewonce is an infection
visual text emotions of a queen b.
QUEEN B

Image and video hosting by TinyPic SHEENAWALDORF
|influenced|alterego|visuallyintelligent|
|unicorns|ignorant|snobby|
|britna10@gmail.com|

 Watch your words spread hope like fire
Secret crowds rise up and gather
|Secret Crowds; Angels & Airwaves

Hit Counters
TWEET

XOXO

SPOTTED

chun pei | elise herne

effa | veron | liza | eugene

iman | nora | twinny | yvette

pheephee | stacy | myalterego


ARCHIVES

CREDITS

Layout: Stranger.
Credits: Stranger
GROOVE


Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
sumtyn sumtyn

sumtyn sumtyn sumtyn sumtyn sumtyn sumtyn sumtyn

stressed out...
very...
trust me..
im breakinout..
im d most whiniest and cockiest person ever in class.
i laughed non stop at ricky's stupid jokes..
i was equally amused at hw suang2 had managed and finally decided to choose eugene=oc master over chun= metrosexual
i was amazed at c.k cumin finally and other peple doin btr dn us fer our werks...
i was deeply sad over hw horibly sick wati looked and her tryn to cope and all and my hands were juz der to help tho iw asnt in dmood...
i was equally bummed out frm all d geared up fer asgnmnets as me and d blod braders were all slackin and producin fucked up werk...
i was moanin non stop
i was lethargic and in need to juz slack and smoke
i was sooo restless dat i llook practically run dwn wif all dose makeup
thank god fe rmakeup!
and nw..i wuld liek to end dis session wif a prayer...
pls pls pls let em go zouk wif my skool peeps on 16 or 17 and if i cant go pls pls shut eugene up so d others wont go...
and pls or pls dun let ricky gif me nitemares over my plastic wraps...
and pls or pls chun dun drink up the other half of baygon
aand pls o pls let wati recver so i wnt hafrta moan alot nimroe..
i wuld liek to thank god fer makin dis happen


de ryu go rest in peace...
while i rot doin my werk....
an dyey....
a piece
" i envy yur charisma and yur personality........"


back to the entries.