I'm 16 going on 17 years old. This blog is for me to express, talk,anything about diabetes, and some personal things here and there. I'm really open to talk, any questions on Diabetes, just need to talk, or anything i'll always be here :) Any questions just ask !
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This was seriously taken one year ago on point. 2/11/12. Looking back on old pictures made me realize how much iv’e become a bum. I don’t get really cute anymore or dress up i just wake up and get shit done :/
1. Your facebook profile picture 2. A photo of yourself a year ago 3. A photo that makes you happy 4. A photo of the last place you went on holiday 5. A photo of something you’re proud of 6. A photo that makes you laugh 7. A photo of someone you love 8. A photo of your favourite band/musician 9. A photo of your family 10. A photo of you as a baby 11. A photo of your favourite film 12. A photo of you with someone who inspires you 13. A photo of your best friends 14. A photo of one of your family members 15. A photo of you and someone you love 16. A photo of you at the last party you went to 17. A drunk photo of you 18. A photo of one of your classes 19. A photo of you on a trip 20. A photo of something you enjoy doing 21. A photo of you standing up 22. A photo of your town 23. A photo of your friend as a baby 24. A photo of you that your hair looks nice in 25. A photo of a night you loved 26. A photo of your favourite weekend 27. A photo of last summer 28. A photo of what you ate today 29. A photo of someone you find attractive 30. A photo of you when you were happy
I feel honored, my friend said this resembled Maya Angelou. He said when he read my status it sounded like something she would write. I was compared to the one the strongest poets known.
i watched this on the news, it was in melbourne in 2009, it’s about a lady that was waiting for the train, and she had her baby in a pram, and as the train was coming the pram rolled onto the tracks, the lady closest to the edge is the mother, she tried to grab the pram but it feel onto the track, amazingly the baby survived with literally only a scratch on the forehead because it was still strapped securley into the pram, people say that the dark shadow over the pram is some kinda of guardian angel that kept the baby alive
I don’t understand. How can you love someone so much but everything they do towards you is fake? How can you sit there and tell someone to their face that you love them and always want them in your life but turn around and say you’re just using them for the good things they do for you. I did all thoes things because I loved him. Funny how this little world works, its a whole world of hurt.
I’m writing a book/diary online. It’s pretty cool, i write in it every day. It’s everything i need to say to my boyfriend. He got sent to a juvenile center and i can’t talk to him. So It’s everything throughout the time he is gone and i’ll show it to him when he is released and maybe it will knock some sense into him and show how his actions can really hurt other people.
This was seriously taken one year ago on point. 2/11/12. Looking back on old pictures made me realize how much iv’e become a bum. I don’t get really cute anymore or dress up i just wake up and get shit done :/
