Little miss opinionated

brilliant

Tue, 05 Jun 2012 17:59:14 -0400

Person: Your music taste is shit.
Me: Shhh do you hear that?
Person: Hear what?
Me: It's the winds of me not giving a fuck
Me: (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ・。*。✧・゜゜・。✧。*・゜゜・✧。・゜゜・。*。・゜*

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Tue, 07 Feb 2012 11:46:55 -0500

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Mon, 30 Jan 2012 09:29:31 -0500

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Mon, 30 Jan 2012 09:28:29 -0500

Anger Management by Sadie

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 09:24:48 -0500

Anger Management by Sadie

Brilliant!!

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 09:11:49 -0500

Brilliant!!

your double locked behind the glass

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 09:03:47 -0500

your double locked behind the glass

A Reflection

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 08:55:00 -0500

I mirror you in all that you do,

How you move and what you wear.

Every twist, turn, blink and twitch,

Stumble, trip or fall.

In perfect timing with you,

I have no mind of my own.

Merely A copy of the original,

No sound leaves my lips,

Although I imitate you perfectly.

When you smile, I smile too,

When you cry I cannot comfort you.

I will forever be just this.

Your double locked behind the glass.

A Recipe for Revenge

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 08:48:00 -0500

A pinch a salt in their tea,

An ounce of trickery.

1 roll of toilet paper, blocks the drain

Clean it with their tooth brush,

Drive them insane.

3 banana skins in their pillow case.

Fart at the table, watch their disgrace.

2 AM alarm under their bed

Conveniently you’re not at home,

At a conference instead.

A dash of word twisting

And a dollop of persisting.

Keep an eye on your timings.

Some say revenge is a dish best served cold.

My Duvet

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 08:44:00 -0500

Her soft satin leopard print skin,

Wraps me protectively against the coldness of morning.

She is the heart of any bed room,

Warm to my touch,

And happy to see me.

She takes me in with open arms,

My guardian in the night,

Soothing my heavy head

And droopy eyes.

Like a mother she hugs me when Illness strikes,

Cradling me to her warm breast.

Pulling herself around me,

Kissing my cheek in slumber.

Pure comfort.

LOL

Tue, 16 Aug 2011 16:55:53 -0400

LOL

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Tue, 16 Aug 2011 16:31:25 -0400

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Fri, 29 Jul 2011 08:27:12 -0400

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Fri, 29 Jul 2011 08:26:28 -0400

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Fri, 29 Jul 2011 08:25:12 -0400

Reblog if you'd like 3 messages from a curious anon.

Fri, 29 Jul 2011 08:22:57 -0400

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Thu, 28 Jul 2011 15:17:50 -0400

The Usual Bitch About My Sister.

Tue, 19 Jul 2011 15:14:11 -0400

I woke today in a quiet house. So quiet that I thought I was alone. The thought of this made me smile, very rarely do I get the house all to myself these days. You can probably understand my disappointment when i walked down the stairs to my sister (16 years old) laying on the sofa watching CBBC MI High.

Rather grumpily I asked her why she was watching CBBC, expecially when what was on was a program for 6 year olds. WW3 began. From what i can gather i am not only wrong but also out of order, bossy, a controling bitch, I don’t care about any one else and I need to grow up (A funny comment from some one who still feels the need to watch MI High, Horrid Henry and Horrible Histories.) She stormed up the stairs shouting behind her that she was going to take a shower if that wasn’t illegal too. I just side and put it down to jenna’s recent burst of attitude that seems like she suffers from PMT for 3 weeks of the month rather than the traditional 1 week.

Later (after i might add, she persaueded me to lend her £10 to buy a new pair of jeans that she refuses to wear a belt for and so shows off half of her ass.) She came home from shopping. She looked at the kitchen then looked at me with disgust. “FINE! You expect meeeee to tidy the kitchen.” She stated. There was 2 plates (one of which she used), a bowl and 2 knives on the side that needed to go into the dish washer. “Oh no!” I laughed sarcasticly “How will cinderella ever get to the ball with so much house work to do!? Give it a rest Jen, life is not as tradgic as you make out and you are far from over worked.” - a terrible mistake and a comment i should have kept inside. That was it, she’s stewed for the rest of the day. bitchy comments have been thrown from one side of the room to the other. The house is offically a battle field of words and dirty looks. I wonder how long it’ll last before one of us surrenders. I can garruntee it won’t be me (no matter how petty i’m being)

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