you said move on, where do i go?


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jo-jo-joyce
▮16. female. currently residing in toronto.
▮about to become a high school junior.
▮spends over 12 hours on the computer, over 5 hours on gossip girl, over 24 hours on music.
▮facial products? TEDIOUS. most important thing? LIP BALM/VASELINE.
▮introverted but can be very blunt when asked. has a weird fascination with ancient history.
▮likes bright colours and eyepatches. :)
▮h&m, indigo, stitches, mcdonald's fries and bacon cheeseburger, summer and spring, ffvii, shoujo manga, and knee-high boots are some of the things i can't resist.
▮you mess with my friends, YOU MESS WITH ME.

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title: once upon a broken heart.
date: Friday, August 21, 2009
time:11:31 AM
Sometimes I wonder how I ended up having her as my mother. Why can't I be one of those spoiled, lucky kids whose parents drown them with so much love & good influence? The exact opposite of all this is happening to me, sadly enough.

She needs to learn some fucking manners & learn how to say "please" & "thank you". She needs to get rid of goddamn pride & learn how to admit defeat from time to time. She needs to stop putting all the blame on me. She needs to stop being so bossy. Lastly, she needs to stop being so moody & bitchy.

/sigh. OLD HAGS ARE SO HARD TO DEAL WITH. I WISH I WAS OUT OF THIS PLACE ALREADY, FML.


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