it's an amazingness.
the best thing in this world has to be friends. cause when everything and everyone else gets you down. the only thing that makes you feel better is friends. you dun need a special place. you dun need to get dressed up. you dun need to look pretty or smell good. (but they always look pretty and smell good. :P) you dun need to ask permission. you dun need to think of things to talk about. (we never run out of things to talk about. even silence is good) if you get chided it goes to show how much you are loved. you can be random. abrupt. out of point. retarded. beechy. girly. conceited. loud. moody. drunk. we can throw up on one another. you can be promiscuous. you can like trashy shows. you can have tendencies.
you can even like Umbrella ella eh.
it doesnt matter.
we noe each other & we noe what we mean when we say things. we noe what the other is thinking whilst it's still a confused thought in our heads. but we dun have to understand each other all the time.
& i always walk away feeling like Someone. not just a person. but Someone who noes i mean something to someone else. & i am loved.
so World, you can just go away now.
cause all i want are my friends.
to continue the shoe rant.
if you're wondering why certain mates (& about to add self in list) have recently posted similar entries on shoes, vanity and proof that women do have limitless threshold for pain, it's because the topic came up whilst we sipped whisky at members and tried to talk above the retro music blasting in the background.
i just have a few things to add.
- if you manage to get foot into shoe. IT FITS.
- if certain red soled heel is on sale and toes are cramped/ piled on top of each other/ hanging out. do not worry. when there's a will there's a way, amputation is a last option.
- ignore cuts and pain in small/big toe & heel area, it will go away once your foot becomes numb.
- if you need plasters, Angel keeps spares in her wallet.
- if you do bleed, welcome to the club, water works fine on stains.
that wraps it up from me. :)
right smack on the front page of Life! you read that harry potter doesnt die.
how can they just..print it ON THE FRONT PAGE!!
of course when you flip the papers open, on top it reads "warning spoilers ahead."
too blardeeee late doooood.