I'm not leaving without my word, okay? Good.

Who are you? Ask yourself this before the next time you act upon someone for something that in your mind was wrong. I have no time to think anymore, but I do learn. I know three things in my life:
1. The choking concept of study and schoolwork.
2. The incomprehensible idea of my workplace being the only time I have to myself, when cleaning up after other people (literally).
3. The obscurity that is me. The COMPLEXES of my heart, the IMPATIENCE of my mind, and the nothingness pressing on my heart and mind to keep them in place.

I think I started this shit blog a year or two ago when I thought I was so dahm important everyone wanted to know what I had to say... HAHA in my face ;) ..havent touched it since I was obsessed with my first boyfriend. (Cue lancing across my heart. ...Cue pushing those thoughst aside).
Im going to start writing again and only because it's what I know how to do, without being taught. Writing is my special power, that one and only thing I was born with that makes me happy and how to express myself. There are MILLIONS of more skilled, more emotional and inspirational writers out there, but right now I'm 17 years of age going on 25 and I need ME TIME! Sure we all do but I deserve it. (Don't all teenagers say that, ehh? ;) Well I'm not ashamed of it... im not.)

LATEST GOSSIP ON DARBY:

I spoke to someone I will never admit I miss, she wouldnt give two shit's anyway though, which is good.
I went to Lady GaGa's Born This Way: Monster tour in Sydney. I LOVE Sydney, even though whenever I'm there in public im too scared to gawk at anything because my over-reactive imagination puts me on edge.  Im masochistic.
I love to hate love, but invoke empty daydreams about it.
I'm changing physically and mentally, but not emotionally (There are shards rooted deep in my heart that do nothing but ache).
I ADORE my hair :) and you should too, because its great. Yupp.

THINGS I REALISE ABOUT MYSELF that I don't want to forget.


I am a good liar.
I can be so harsh, I do have that power. FORGIVING is not being weak.
It only takes 2mins 13secs to go from being confident, headstrong and beautiful to fat, regretful and stupid.
But Im still beautiful.
I've got pain, oh yeah, but i've got shitloads of happy times that I cant remember.
My bad knee hurts when I'm tired
I only shower comfortably with music.
I dance in my mirror before every shower and I look completely stupid, but I dont do it to look cool, I look good to me. (I dare you to correct that logic).
I just want to find someone who understands my absolute sarcasm, and who will just smile when I do something stupid. Because prince-charmings don't exist.
Massages put me to sleep.
I can't wake up in winter.
I love my job.
9 months till i'm 18 and can finally go out and meet new people!
Im short and no where near thin and I like eeehhhhhttt!!




I'm tired now and a phone call i just got has put me in a shitty mood bloggersaurus's so Taa! Have a good week :) and dont forget, its okay to feel bad.

Wolfwriter Xx