I've noticed that every time someone at school or whatever says something about having a bad day or being sad, someone else calls them an emo kid. What the hell?
(via runawaytrain)
Sometimes you have to get fucked up to feel sober, cry to see clear, and fall one hundred times to learn how to pick yourself back up.
(via runawaytrain)
They later changed the movie title to Titanic…
Hahahaha dang, whatever, this is still my favourite movie
You’re a hot mess and I’m fallin for you and I’m like, hot damn let me make you my boo cause you can shake it shake it shake it yeah you know what to do, you’re a hot mess, I’m lovin it hell yes!
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Micheromio is..
I think that’s what y’guys have been thinking right? What the hell is micheromio? You Googled it and nothing came out except well, my blog links, but not even a definition, not even a single meaning. Well frankly, I don’t even know what it is! Ze boyfriend came up with it one day, he said, ‘you’re my micheromio’. Even he doesn’t know what it is. I think the word is quite eye (or ear) catching so I started using it for my social websites. So, when you think of micheromio, think of me, and Russell :)
micheromio - definition of micheromio
mi-che-ro-mio
- not a noun, nor an adjective verb adverb or whatsoever. It’s unidentified.
- A word that came out from a boy while expressing his love to his girlfriend.
- A word that can stands on its own, without connectors or (whatever lah I always sleep in grammar class so I don’t really know these things) just because it’s too cool.
- A word that when you Google, will lead you to a girl’s blog.
- A word that.. oh crap that’s enough.
Ahhh the wonders of social network. What would WE be without it. I wouldn't have known you. And you. And yeah you, oh and of course you right there.
Change. I think that’s what I need. Some changes. Maybe I should be more open, to myself and others. Maybe I should cut down the ego, the attitude. Maybe I should be a little less hard on myself. Maybe I shouldn’t have my self-esteem dropped down so low. Maybe I need to bounce back. Maybe all I need, all I’ve been searching for, all this time, is this one thing. This change. A new person. A new..me? For next year, maybe? Maybe this can be one of my resolutions..
