March 2011
2PM Giveway!
Okay so I’m doing a 2pm giveway. I will be giving out 2pm albums and posters. Im doing this to promote my page.
Rules:
- Must reblog 3 times
- You have to like it
- Giveway ends on April 20th 2011
- You don’t need to follow me, but if you want to then thanks! :D
- I will pick 2 random people
These are the albums and posters im giving out.
The two posters im giving out
I might give out different posters
2PM Giveway!
Okay so I’m doing a 2pm giveway. I will be giving out 2pm albums and posters. Im doing this to promote my page.
Rules:
- Must reblog 3 times
- You have to like it
- Giveway ends on April 20th 2011
- You don’t need to follow me, but if you want to then thanks! :D
- I will pick 2 random people
These are the albums and posters im giving out.
The two posters im giving out
I might give out different posters
2PM Giveway!
Okay so I’m doing a 2pm giveway. I will be giving out 2pm albums and posters. Im doing this to promote my page.
Rules:
- Must reblog 3 times
- You have to like it
- Giveway ends on April 20th 2011
- You don’t need to follow me, but if you want to then thanks! :D
- I will pick 2 random people
These are the albums and posters im giving out.
The two posters im giving out
I might give out different posters
Old School Facebook
LOOOOOOOOOOOOL
LOLZ
LOOOOOLS
O M G
oh the tears xDDD
If I worked at a restaurant on Valentine's Day I would put a fake engagement ring in every girl's drink.
Just to look at her act like:
Then watch the dude sit there like:
diva!key: Giveaway time! :D →
itskeybitch.tumblr.com
So, Tumblr, this is my first, actual giveaway. Please bare with the failure ~
In this giveaway, I will be awarding whoever the winner is with the option of choosing in between four prizes.
Infinite’s Inspirit + Poster
Big Bang’s 4th Mini Album +…
SUPER JUNIOR POST CARD GIVE AWAY !
There are 16 post cards in one pack and only ONE pack to be sent! The conditions are:-
- Like once
- Reblog as many times as you want
- Must be following me (insertkpophere)
- Inbox me for further details
- Worldwide shipping
- Ending March 31st
They are in good condition! I got them from super Show 3 in Singapore and my sister has one as well and I thought why not share it with another E.L.F =)
Have fun Kpoppers!
FUCKFUCKFUCKYOUBITCH
I don’t want to go to a doctor, because I’m completely normal.
But a serial killer might think they’re normal.
Not that I’ll kill anyone. I hate the sight of wounds and blood.
But I might enjoy hitting someone. Without making them bleed or anything, but still hurting them.
Maybe I have childhood problems. Because of how I got bullied and no one listened to me and stuff, now I actually want their attention. And my parents and stuff.
Then again, this is just who I am. I don’t want to blame stuff on my childhood.
If I do, that means I’m not the girl I was supposed to be.
But I think I’m completely normal this way, and this is just me.
If this me didn’t exist, and the “normal” me just existed, I wouldn’t have existed at all.
Lately I’ve been thinking how deranged I was.
It’s actually progressing into worse states.
Both yesterday and today I cried and yelled and stuff.
Usually when I lose my pencil, I might get a little annoyed. But not this.
This note is not me complaining about how I want to be normal.
I want to fit in, but I don’t want to be normal.
This craziness in the last few months is making me yearn for more.
Especially that movie “Total Eclipse”. The one with Leo DiCaprio. I watched it because of him, but I fell in love with his character. The deranged French poet.
He did whatever he wanted to do, say whatever he wanted to say.
His line from the movie that I still remember: “I’m here because I want to be here.”
He was dirt poor living in a crappy house, but he was there by choice. I would also be there by choice if I had the choice.
But I don’t have that choice.
My choice is a doctor.
Or maybe I can get a little crazy and try for an actress.
But none of those compare to the life the French poet lived. That was the life.
In order to get to that life though, first, I have to escape this one first.
I wonder if this is considered depression? Because I’ve been thinking of suicide for a long time.
But “suicide” is such an ugly word with bad connotations. I think of it more as moving on. Because this life means nothing to me.
Sadly, I can’t die though, because there are family and hope holding me back.
Tomorrow morning, I will again go to school and try to fit in with the kids.
But I’ll always end up lonely and alone and getting points off for no class participation.
Because no one understands me.
And because I won’t ever let anyone understand me.
