(Quelle: sycophanta, via antoinette-ici)
Young Prince William & Prince Harry playing the Piano in 1985
(via antoinette-ici)
yellowbruises: markmejia: kaaayleen: LOL!! every fucking time hahaha (Quelle: themonkeymanishere, via antoinette-ici)
When you have to pretend to be sober when walking by your parents
(Quelle: korosu, via antoinette-ici)
arghhh! sitting in my tiny room complaining about being bored but just can’t be bothered to do anything against it and get my arse out of the house. I hate myself sometimes for being such a lazybones.
pleaaaase, someone motivating me!
so can we skip in time to summer
where we’d just sit and talk together
and i can feel my heart beat faster
while gazing into deep blue eyes
and i,
cant imagine
someone i’d
rather be with
so count the days until
the city lights surround us
with weakened hearts so pure
we’ll tear these streets up
2 am. Can’t sleep. My room is just way too small and stuffy and the noises and lights from downstairs are so annoying. Bored and bloody starving. Can’t even have a fag as they would notice. Therefore started to look at all pictures I’ve ever taken containing food (and I’m not talking about apples). Blimey! I’m looking forward to the summer when I (hopefully!) can have all of this again and don’t have to care about the calories in every little bit.
Have DVD- nights with shit loads of sweets, crisps and pizza. Having breakfast out on a sunday in a lovely little café and eat as much as I can. Cook and bake with my friends or have mum’s homemade cake. Have ice cream for lunch and bbq for dinner on a hot day. Eat the blueberries from the bush in our garden or strawberries with sugar and vanilla ice cream at my grandma’s. Wraps and all sorts at festivals. Oreos (the white one’s preferably). Crisps. Pretzels with butter. Salmon for breakfast. Crisps and Chips. M&M’s. Fred Ferkel. Hitschler. Saltsticks. and so on and so on.
Now swapped to pics from the internet, not actually associated with memories but still: My head is in heaven. My stomach unfortunately precious little.
Gonna be incredibly tired tomorrow. Wehhey.
save the heart of your darkness for me
I won’t mind you for a dance or two
I’m in love but you seem to be stoned too
