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ericamay, 25may1995, single forever, devoted to peter pan
charlieissocoollike, doctor who, peter pan, you me at six, i see stars, andy oliver, devin oliver, ribbons, bows, drummers, bright colours, black and white contrast, people who smile a lot, laughing, beats, rhythms, being good at something, fireworks, writing, sketching, details, internet, photoshop, graphic design, coding, paint, crayons, paper, plain goldfish, the colours green and blue, prince phillip, princess aurora, tinkerbell, neverland, disneyland, disneyworld, crush the turtle, chemistry, storybook romance, arctic monkeys, britain, irish accents, every accent, scottish boys, skinny boys, pale boys, collarbones, freckles, gingers, photobooths, madina lake, billy idol, chocolate chip cookies, toffee, tiny marshmallows, hot cocoa, good memories, bloodrushes, laughing, singers, musicians, good headphones, punching the backs of car seats while listening to hardcore music in parking lots, hugs, kisses, winter, sweaters, hoodies, scarves, snowflakes, eyelashes, pretty eyes, dark hair, blonde hair, straight hair, wavy hair, offensive humours, people who don't take things seriously, heated debates, awkward moments, having private concerts home alone, red pandas, sharks, weasels, minxes, puppydogs, kittycats, post-it notes, caring reminders, strawberries, raspberries, william beckett, matt smith, karen gillan, david tennant, alex turner, joe brooks, noah and the whale, mumford and sons, los campesinos, french people, foreign languages, magic tricks, illusions, photographs, macros, doodling people i know, doodling people i wish i knew, pens that flow smoothly, shortbread cookies, tapping my feet, high fives, pokemon, laughing so hard i cry, being told people love me, winning, swedish fish, candies, neil patrick harris, nerimon, frezned, danisnotonfire, alexisonfire, billy talent, taking back sunday, john gomez, brian dales, alex pettyfer, logan lerman, tumblr, squareenix, old names, music class, good friends, late-night confessions, hanging out anywhere, eccentricity, spontaneous people, people with good memories, being unforgotten, lyricists, air heads, scissors, kicking, unicorns, rainbows, miss rainicorn, adventure time with finn and jake, flapjack, we came as romans, architects, joy division, two door cinema club, emma watson, george craig, emma watson and george craig together, the hoosiers, old photos, chalk drawing, graffiti, skateboarders, bmx riders, comic fanatics, superheros, guys, candy in tin cases, pastel stars, pointless wishing, sweet dreams, morning messages, text conversations, honey on toast, apple jelly, internet memes, advil, motion city soundtrack, vampire weekend, rolo tomassi, people named connor, people named sebastian, william, james, oliver, owen, eoin, alexander, joshua, andrew, aaron, christopher, jackson, hunter, and the like, the afterlife kids, downloading music, new downloads, video games, rpgs, shooter games, screaming, all forgotten, arcade fire, the asteroids galaxy tour, kick ass, aaron johnson, christopher mintz-plasse, devon werkshire, thick rimmed glasses, flickr, hipsters, cute kids, never growing up, beastie boys, we are the ocean, blink182, chameleon circuit, john green, hank green, paper towns, the perks of being a wallflower, lewis carroll, c.s. lewis, absolute brightness, the chronicles of narnia, lockets, trinkets, mimes, golden pocketwatches, nifty antiquities, halloween, sewing, the click five, parkway drive, cold war kids, obscurities, confessions, bookstores, candy stores, inside jokes, walls of wonder, being awesome, skins, kaya scodelario, luca pasqualino, jack o'connell, nicholas hoult, max hewer, hannah murray,
and a number of other things...
dear creeper,
and, no, not you meredith; that annoying blonde idiot who bumbles her way through everyone else's romantic lives because she has none of her own.
honestly, my opinion of you was dead on and never changed.
- obsessed with adam, check.
- obsessed with loucas, check.
- obsessed with trying to be one of the boys, check.
- obsessed with being popular, check.
- incredibly annoying, motherfucking-check.
like, holy shit. having to deal with you in french, trying to make anything adam-related into a big deal -- if i had a gun, my lord, how happy i would have been. but anyways, your presence and obsessions are the basis of every good joke between myself and relatively close friends. yes, that does mean that adam knew you put his initials in your personal message -- did you really think i ever cared to befriend such an idiot?
yes, i told basically everyone i knew that you liked adam and we'd totally make fun of you for it, but in exchange, i told you i liked loucas. LOL, TOO BAD I WAS ALREADY OVER HIM, HUH? and, anyways, you went about and told people i liked him, but it wasn't a big deal since i didn't at all. your truth plus my lies equal win-win for me. you then proceeded to tell me a number of people who liked loucas, and i told one of those people; she was not very pleased at all. and she still isn't pleased, but you wouldn't know that -- i'm still surprised you even know how to spell your name.
i never pretended to like you in the second semester, yet you still were under some strange, twisted perception that i was a friend of yours or something. hilarious. i remember when you asked me, "are you really dating christian micallef?" and i totally pulled a sarcastic bitch move to your face. "well, you know, i was just doublechecking cuz some people blahblahblah".
and did you not notice me making audible remarks about you with victoria whenever you'd pry into her life? of course she didn't have the guts to tell you to back off, and i'm really glad to be so blessed with that ability. like when vickie didn't finish her science review and you made such a big deal, exclaiming "VICKIE? OMG, THAT'S SUCH A FIRST!" and i told you to shut up.
BUT THE KICKER IS WHEN YOU TOLD ME TO SIGN YOUR YEARBOOK. goddam, that was a hilarious play.
"hey, erica, wanna sign my yearbook?" fuck, you made it sound like something i'd want to do. i just had to hold back my laughter, but that didn't prevent the smug smirk on my face when i said "no.".
anyways, here's to much more torment for you. i'd suggest you switch out of any of my classes, because i don't think you've got anything against me, slut.
p.s., yes, i'm a bitch, but at least i'm not a doublefaced cunt who exposes the secrets of her 'friends'. besides, you dress in tight shirts and tna pants to make up for the fact you have not much else. honey, anyone can make trash look nice, but that doesn't change the fact it's completely useless.
xx
this layout and the icon was made by chapstick with colors from colourlovers. do not remove/alter the credits section in any way, thank you.
ericamay, 25may1995, single forever, devoted to peter pan
charlieissocoollike, doctor who, peter pan, you me at six, i see stars, andy oliver, devin oliver, ribbons, bows, drummers, bright colours, black and white contrast, people who smile a lot, laughing, beats, rhythms, being good at something, fireworks, writing, sketching, details, internet, photoshop, graphic design, coding, paint, crayons, paper, plain goldfish, the colours green and blue, prince phillip, princess aurora, tinkerbell, neverland, disneyland, disneyworld, crush the turtle, chemistry, storybook romance, arctic monkeys, britain, irish accents, every accent, scottish boys, skinny boys, pale boys, collarbones, freckles, gingers, photobooths, madina lake, billy idol, chocolate chip cookies, toffee, tiny marshmallows, hot cocoa, good memories, bloodrushes, laughing, singers, musicians, good headphones, punching the backs of car seats while listening to hardcore music in parking lots, hugs, kisses, winter, sweaters, hoodies, scarves, snowflakes, eyelashes, pretty eyes, dark hair, blonde hair, straight hair, wavy hair, offensive humours, people who don't take things seriously, heated debates, awkward moments, having private concerts home alone, red pandas, sharks, weasels, minxes, puppydogs, kittycats, post-it notes, caring reminders, strawberries, raspberries, william beckett, matt smith, karen gillan, david tennant, alex turner, joe brooks, noah and the whale, mumford and sons, los campesinos, french people, foreign languages, magic tricks, illusions, photographs, macros, doodling people i know, doodling people i wish i knew, pens that flow smoothly, shortbread cookies, tapping my feet, high fives, pokemon, laughing so hard i cry, being told people love me, winning, swedish fish, candies, neil patrick harris, nerimon, frezned, danisnotonfire, alexisonfire, billy talent, taking back sunday, john gomez, brian dales, alex pettyfer, logan lerman, tumblr, squareenix, old names, music class, good friends, late-night confessions, hanging out anywhere, eccentricity, spontaneous people, people with good memories, being unforgotten, lyricists, air heads, scissors, kicking, unicorns, rainbows, miss rainicorn, adventure time with finn and jake, flapjack, we came as romans, architects, joy division, two door cinema club, emma watson, george craig, emma watson and george craig together, the hoosiers, old photos, chalk drawing, graffiti, skateboarders, bmx riders, comic fanatics, superheros, guys, candy in tin cases, pastel stars, pointless wishing, sweet dreams, morning messages, text conversations, honey on toast, apple jelly, internet memes, advil, motion city soundtrack, vampire weekend, rolo tomassi, people named connor, people named sebastian, william, james, oliver, owen, eoin, alexander, joshua, andrew, aaron, christopher, jackson, hunter, and the like, the afterlife kids, downloading music, new downloads, video games, rpgs, shooter games, screaming, all forgotten, arcade fire, the asteroids galaxy tour, kick ass, aaron johnson, christopher mintz-plasse, devon werkshire, thick rimmed glasses, flickr, hipsters, cute kids, never growing up, beastie boys, we are the ocean, blink182, chameleon circuit, john green, hank green, paper towns, the perks of being a wallflower, lewis carroll, c.s. lewis, absolute brightness, the chronicles of narnia, lockets, trinkets, mimes, golden pocketwatches, nifty antiquities, halloween, sewing, the click five, parkway drive, cold war kids, obscurities, confessions, bookstores, candy stores, inside jokes, walls of wonder, being awesome, skins, kaya scodelario, luca pasqualino, jack o'connell, nicholas hoult, max hewer, hannah murray,
and a number of other things...
BATCH 1: LETTER TO SOMEONE YOU JUDGED BY THEIR FIRST IMPRESSION.
3.7.10 at 11:49 AM
dear creeper,
and, no, not you meredith; that annoying blonde idiot who bumbles her way through everyone else's romantic lives because she has none of her own.
honestly, my opinion of you was dead on and never changed.
- obsessed with adam, check.
- obsessed with loucas, check.
- obsessed with trying to be one of the boys, check.
- obsessed with being popular, check.
- incredibly annoying, motherfucking-check.
like, holy shit. having to deal with you in french, trying to make anything adam-related into a big deal -- if i had a gun, my lord, how happy i would have been. but anyways, your presence and obsessions are the basis of every good joke between myself and relatively close friends. yes, that does mean that adam knew you put his initials in your personal message -- did you really think i ever cared to befriend such an idiot?
yes, i told basically everyone i knew that you liked adam and we'd totally make fun of you for it, but in exchange, i told you i liked loucas. LOL, TOO BAD I WAS ALREADY OVER HIM, HUH? and, anyways, you went about and told people i liked him, but it wasn't a big deal since i didn't at all. your truth plus my lies equal win-win for me. you then proceeded to tell me a number of people who liked loucas, and i told one of those people; she was not very pleased at all. and she still isn't pleased, but you wouldn't know that -- i'm still surprised you even know how to spell your name.
i never pretended to like you in the second semester, yet you still were under some strange, twisted perception that i was a friend of yours or something. hilarious. i remember when you asked me, "are you really dating christian micallef?" and i totally pulled a sarcastic bitch move to your face. "well, you know, i was just doublechecking cuz some people blahblahblah".
and did you not notice me making audible remarks about you with victoria whenever you'd pry into her life? of course she didn't have the guts to tell you to back off, and i'm really glad to be so blessed with that ability. like when vickie didn't finish her science review and you made such a big deal, exclaiming "VICKIE? OMG, THAT'S SUCH A FIRST!" and i told you to shut up.
BUT THE KICKER IS WHEN YOU TOLD ME TO SIGN YOUR YEARBOOK. goddam, that was a hilarious play.
"hey, erica, wanna sign my yearbook?" fuck, you made it sound like something i'd want to do. i just had to hold back my laughter, but that didn't prevent the smug smirk on my face when i said "no.".
anyways, here's to much more torment for you. i'd suggest you switch out of any of my classes, because i don't think you've got anything against me, slut.
p.s., yes, i'm a bitch, but at least i'm not a doublefaced cunt who exposes the secrets of her 'friends'. besides, you dress in tight shirts and tna pants to make up for the fact you have not much else. honey, anyone can make trash look nice, but that doesn't change the fact it's completely useless.
xx
this layout and the icon was made by chapstick with colors from colourlovers. do not remove/alter the credits section in any way, thank you.