Reblog if lately your life consists of sitting in your house, listening to music, Tumblr, sleeping and food.
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Confessions of a dreamer...
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Hi, my name is Boyfriend. I’m wearing the blue collar. Beside me is this girl named Girlfriend, she’s the one with the pink collar. She’s committed to me and she thinks I am too. I tell her I love her, that she’s my everything. Everyday I kiss her and give her hugs. People say we look so in love. I call her beautiful and make lots of promises such as I will never hurt you. I say sweet things to her every single day just to be sure she’ll stay with me, she be’lie’ves everything. Noticed the quotation marks? Yeah well they’re there cause every words I say are lies. As they say ”She believed, he lied”. The truth is everytime she’s not around, I’m with another girl and I tell her the same sweet things I just told to Girlfriend. She is so stupid, she thinks i’m all about her! I have no idea why I do this though. Maybe i’m just so desperate to feel loved that I need more than one girl. I just seem to have fun playing with their heart and leave them when they want a more serious relationship. I’m craving for attention and i’m ready to break as many girls as I want to have enough. I don’t care if they cry themselves to sleep, it’s just tears you know. Now you know the real me, I sure am not the guy you think I am but I don’t care cause new girls will come around and believe all of my lies.
Goodbye my son
Today the sky is crying
Because you’re leaving
I need to hold my tears
When my son will disappear
You’ll go fight to the death
To protect your country
Take a breath
And stay with me
It shattered my heart
As lightning splits the sky
I’m gonna fall apart
When I’ll tell you goodbye
Be strong beside the bombs
My lovely son
I want to keep you in my soul
Your memory is timeless like gold
You will comeback one day
Well that’s what you say
I hope you’ll come back alive
Afghanistan the country that make me rive
Boom, Boom!
My heart stops beating
Because you’re dying
Now I need to see your tomb
And I’m gonna cry
For the rest of my life
All I can see is a knife
Maybe ‘cause I just want to die
(I wrote that on freshmen year for a project in my ELA class! haha)
I’m going to start making videos… I just want to do it for me, don’t even care if people will look at them or not; Just for me.
Oh yeah! Can’t wait till it’s finally out…
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About Confessions of a dreamer...
I don' t have much to say about myself. I'm just a regular 17 years old college student in interior design who make mistakes and fall in love way too easly. I keep on looking in the past wishing I could change it when I obviously know it's impossible. I'm a french canadian who lives in a world nobody heard of. I'm scared of spiders and rapist. I'm trusting people way too easly and I can't help it. My twin sister died when I was younger and my little brother has the same illness that killed her. I wish I had enough money to get him to the best immunology hospital so they can find a cure to that immune system defficency. Having him in my life is making me a really down to earth person who's trying to live life to the fullest even thought I have my hard times and I sometimes feel like just giving up. I'm hiding in my dreams. I wish I could became an actress later because I really like to entertain people. Cinema is what I live for and Taylor Lautner is really inspirational to me. I wish I could meet him one day but I know it'll never happens. So yeah...
