October 2010
18 posts
“Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it’s broken, but you can still...”
Abuela.....
It’s cloudy day like the day you left this day 22, 8 long years. I want you to know that I miss you and I love you. I still don’t believe that you died of sickness you died of sadness. Because when I last visited you, I can tell that you were sad from your brown hazel eyes. I wish you could of been with me at my qunice, I wanted you to see how grown up I am since the last time you saw...
Ugh. Omg I don’t know why I like this song...
I'm a blond.
I swear I’m a Mexican Blond. gerr : } !!! Hehehe. I love hanging & talking to new people :)
I’m done with getting into problems with the Mexicans. I don’t want to sound “Racist/or have anything against them” but I don’t really get along with the Mexicans/Hispanics at my school either they don’t like me or I don’t like them but really I...
“You say I’m a bitch, you call me a mother fucken liar, you call me a...”
– :)-me
How amazing.....
It’s crazy when you’re friends with someone they tell you that they will always be your friend forever, count on them, trust them, caring, forgiving, fighting things together, being there for them…………. I can see why the world is so fucked up and how you can’t find any friends and stupid bitches go into your life and after the bullshit comes the real shit...
“Erica: They don’t understand, he keeps calling me and he has his mom to...”
