Ready to let go and fall

The best free second hand found done for holidays, two sided disney pullover!

What does love mean?

Photos via flickr, Jacky, fake, coolhandluke & Maks
and I know this is boring and annoying but W.A.S.S (aka WeAreSharingSecrets) is in facebook now, here

You can see my panties

All Christmas I've been rolling around my parents couch wearing my mums clothes and eating so much I feel sick.

Girls on underwears

When I travel I like to use the spare time for drawing.
This is just a sketch still, but I'm gonna continue and color it.

The rest

photo via eudes de santana

The girl in the picture = what I've been up to lately.
I'm at my old folks in Jyväskylä. If you remember I'm not a friend of Christmas, it's worst holiday of the year.
Too bad of course I did forgot my camera at my apartment in Helsinki. So the webcam will do for sometime.

How did you do your braids

photos via tumblr
People who can't do braids themselves don't practice enough and are lazy when their hands get tired.

I need to get this out of me

Dealing with my emotions towards this one specific person.

I lied that would I like you

When ever I see this one guy, I get so angry. Teenager secret.
It's because we never talked after it was over.
And I'm so angry with myself from trying to be something that I was not.
And I'm angry with myself I did it with out real feelings and I was lying, lying for my own excitement.
In the end I could not even tell the truth 'cause I was too messed up. I was feeling wrong but I still kept on going because I didn't listen to myself. Stupid girl.
I'm angry with myself letting him treat me like I'm disposable. I'm angry with myself it took two days to get over him, he wasn't even worth it.
I learned a good lesson that time.
Don't do it for pity or boredom.

Don't talk to me

Today I have felt like a total douchebag.

Hanging out inside because it's raining outside

Tired from breathing with triple X L knits.
I've met the most craziest party beast bunch of persons ever. We are hot together, definitely.

Summer is a feeling

You asked me what makes me happy.
I could write 100 pages of things that are worth telling you.
There is so much good in life. Why the bad makes us always forget it?
Damn I got so bad handwriting. I was jealous at school to those perfect girls whose handwriting was straight from a book.
And back to school work now with a big sarcastic smile.

Better off alone

Everything used to be a little bit bearable

Shorter hair and pretty more three years ago.
What makes you happy?

It was cold when you woke up

photos via super talented Eetu and this girl who has a similar blog as me Our Youth.
Oh my god I can't breathe because this mount of school stress over me.
The critic is at Friday and I have so much work undone.
I wish I could sleep more, but this night I need to finish my drawings.
Life sucks. I miss you. I miss freedom.
Kisses

Unpublished nude pictures

Photos via Hilla Kurki and google image search
I'm the girl wearing pink leggings

Krawl

Bad shitty crap by a bad person.
I'm not the only one who hates myself.
(So good Salem song)
(kärlek is love in swedish)

I forget to take my pills in the morning

My left hand ring finger.
The text is still swollen. I'm waiting it to cool down and fade thinner.
And the point was to have it really shitty. In my opinion cursive romantic typography is corny and over used.
You know, I can't even take that small ink under my skin without fainting! Ridiculous.
My friend is the best, she made it.

Selling illegally

random picture from a random party, buy alcohol
I took a small tattoo today.

Every time I try to forget you the voices get louder

photos via google "heikki salonen", hs.fi and R kenny

I haven't achieved anything. Such a failure.
And you know, it's a pity because I have so much creativeness inside me. I would love to use it.
But somehow I find my self in the dead end of the road. And there's no where to go anymore.
Like the time has stop. Today I saw a full rainbow and I smiled.
I wish it was summer. I wish I could go to the beach and search for shells and smooth stones.
The city looks like from the movie Sleepy Hollow. There's still no snow, last year there was almost couple of meters this time of year.

I want to send something neat to you, sweetest readers. Because we are getting closer to the border of sharing more than one thousand secrets. Also the mount of secret hungry family has grown. This is the way of me saying thank you. I wish I could send something to all of you, but it's not really realistic... So I ask you to comment any post you'd like to. Just remember to write your email also that I can contact you. I shall pick out five comments and complete the mission by sending a letter after Christmas. You can be from any part of the world to get the letter. And you got time until x-mas.

Mietin, että kirjoittaisin kerrankin suomeksi vähän. Salaisuuksien jaossa ollaan pääsemässä kohta tuhannen postauksen rajan rikki. Sen lisäksi teitä sailaisuuksien nälkäisiä on siellä entistä enemmän. Tämän takia ajattelin, että tahtoisin lähettää viidelle kommentin kirjoitanneelle postia. Aikaa on jouluun asti, sen jälkeen lähteän kirjeet. Voit kommentoida mihin tahansa tekstiin, kunhan muistaisit laittaa siihen sähköpostin, että saan sinuun yhteyttä. Halauksia.

All my heart, it breaks every step that I take

This morning I woke up from a dream that was messing up my head again. And as I was lying on my bed under the sheets and tried to start to sleep again I burst in to tears. Such a lazy life. Maybe tonight something exciting is going to happen. I'm trying to finish some stuff so I could be a little proud of myself at least one time. I want to hear from you. I wonder what you are doing. I stare my white walls with an empty soul and mind full of crap.

Traitor

Fckedupwrdl. Ima gonna write som' slutty gal shit now for y'all.

Maybe the first time I've not updated everyday in week. Maybe you hate me.

Updating and sharing crap that excites me is one of my favorite pass times. But because of school and work is robbing all my extra time the only left moment there is left is just before bedtime.

I rather fall to sleep than start to looking for inspirational sites and stay awake 'till morning. Maybe you get it.

I bought a bag that is really unlike me. I find bags and clutches very hard to use. They are always on the way. I hate when people hit your bag while they pass by you. And I think I look ridiculous holding a fancy bag. Most of the bags they sell out there are just horrific, I see nightmares about them. Canvas bags and backpacks are the only bag-thingy I've used for like couple of years now. So this particular see-through plastic bag was ordered online from nelly. I've always been ashamed how ugly stuff I carry around with me. It's never nothing so cool that you see on those "Photograph what you have in you bag"-pictures. But anyway for me having a feminine bag for the first time since ages means a lot. Am I maturing, am I getting over my thoughts that I'd like to still be sixteen? Haha. Naah. I love to be childish, I'll never mature that way. But maybe my taste is developing, from being trashy dumpster dived flea market grunge to a little more sophisticated?

And there is another thing, do you have any wishes, like what would you like to see or read?

Kisses. xxxx