your choice, it's simple.
her or me.
and i'm sure she's really great, but _____, i love you,
in a really really big,
pretend to like your taste in music,
let you eat the last piece of cheesecake,
hold a radio over my head outside your window,
unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you.
so pick me, choose me, love me.
i bumped into viviane twice on wednesday, so we decided to smile-for-the-camera on the second time we met.
unfortunately, i was leaving mambo and she was just about to begin.
for some reason, the whole world decided to mambo that night, really.
why do i like repeating mistakes?
i don't think it's fun, and i don't see it coming either.
yesternight was alex's last day before he enlists into the navy, of which the fool-of-a-child, cannot swim.
NOW HOW ABOUT THAT FOR A START?
alex, very sober.
alex, halfway from sober.
left to right: fiona, i, pamela, alan (supervisor), fazli, santos, brant, eden, alex, raymus, kelvin (?) and selve.
alex and our FBar manager.
killer 151 and it's waterfall.
alex and an ugly girl.
very, very, naughty, messy boys.
bratz or barbie, bratz hands down.
hotter clothes, hotter boyfriends and hotter names.
plastic slut/whores.