maybe they're all i want. because they're all i need.

had an open house the other day. not really an open house, more like a gathering for the closest of friends and it was fun. Mum helped cooked heaps of food and it was finished over half an hour. i'm real proud she's my mum. she cooks good.

had a seriously intense game of truth or dare. there were lapdances, kisses, licking and even squatting. but it was all too much fun. we couldn't stop laughing and some of the things that happened would really freak a person out for a really long time. but i couldn't be more thankful that they're my friends.

Miss Awaina slept over the night before since her brother was busy and everything and thanks to me, she could spend the whole night with her boyfriend. then Chai all also came along and it was fun hanging out with them. we were just laughing our asses off throughout the whole thing.

i feel like getting a whole new batch of paint and painting all over my walls. writing my thoughts out seriously like they matter. maybe it would help more since i don't really do the whole 'telling people my feelings' very well.

everybody sees it but i don't. why can't i ?! i know i'm not blind. but why is it so hard for me to believe them ? all of them. apparently, everybody sees it except for me. this is pure bullshit.