Welcome to my blog. I respond to Angela. This is a blog that is probably never genuinely happy and a tad deep...but read on.
Welcome to my blog. I respond to Angela. This is a blog that is probably never genuinely happy and a tad deep...but read on.
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posted : Wednesday, July 6, 2011
title : When you kill yourself to become what your idea of perfect
The tough thing about following you heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. Places that are scary as that are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your heart cannot take you to places that lead to happy endings. That’s not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal; you go into the unknown and once you do you can never go back So today I finally got my moles lazored away at a skin specialist in Chatswood and let me tell you how proud I am at myself for not squealing and crying from the pain. The last time I got my moles lazored I still remember gripping my dad’s hands screaming. This time however I didn’t so much as leak a tear even though the pain was a bitch I swear to god if I scar from the lazor I will sue the fucking doctor. After the painful ordeal we decided to head up to Newport to check out a Coles for sale up there, also look at a massive three storey villa up for sale at Churchpoint. The house was amazing! We also walked around on the beach of Newport...well technically my parents walked, I stayed on the safe concrete ground because I didn't want to ruin my heels by walking on the beach. (p.s I didn't take any of the pictures below except for the last two of the beach. I got the pics of the villa from the real estate agency as my phone camera was too crap to take pictures of the house) |