There are days when I wish I have a permanent bestfriend. Someone to whom I can share everything (in details). The person who'll stick forever without making any promises. Someone who will accept me for who I am.
I need a bestfriend at the moment. I can't keep these to myself or I'll breakdown. Venting to my friends is one solution but it seems like I haven't expressed what I'm really feeling completely.
I'm not in the mood to post. This doesn't even make me OK as compared to before when I just have to sign in here, type and let it all out. Too private.
CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL WHO PASSED ADMU. :)
♥ Vindicated @ 7.1.07
THE SUSPECT
Abbie. Abbiebells. Bella. Isabelle. Seventeen. Broke. Still functioning. An aspiring photographer. Guitarist of her band, Taken. Wants to study abroad. Will become a dentist. A Komu member since first year. God-fearing. Not a snob. A music enthusiast. An Incubus, TBS and Mae fan. Does sing. Does dance. Currently learning to play the violin.
DEAR LOVIES
Dear reader,
Everything seen on this blog are my psychotic creations.
PLEASE RESPECT. That's all I ask of you, people.All pictures and doodles are copyrighted, send me messages or hit me through the tagboard if you got interested on pictures and the like. NEVER TRY RIGHT CLICKING. It'll be of no use anyway. :P Hehe.
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Lastly, ENJOY. If you're not satisfied with what you've read, tell me. Let's compromise. Hahaha!
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