March 2011
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www.toberotten.tumblr.com
No big deal guys, just my lovely fashion blog. I mean it’s worth a looksies, yeah?
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“Do me a favour, break my nose
Do me a favour, tell me to go away
Do me a...”
– Do Me A Favour, ‘Arctic Monkeys’
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I want someone to sing a duet with me. That would be fab.
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Is it bad that I want a boy who belongs in a Guy Ritchie film?
Not at all, I’d say.
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Well, I don’t feel much older and wiser.
But I do feel quite happy.
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Let’s just blame the mood on the mirror I just broke.
7 years of bad luck on the eve of my seventeenth birthday. Lovely.
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It’s nice when people go out of their way to be your friend.
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Alas, what can I do?
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I want to, I want to be someone else or I’ll explode Floating upon the surface for The birds, the birds, the birds You want me, well fucking well come and find me I’ll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing You want me, well, come on and break the door down You want me, fucking come on and break the door down I’m ready,...
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If I had the means, I would be a mess.
Because I’ll try anything once
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I want someone to slip a note into my locker anonymously telling me that they’re secretly in love with me. But I am invisible and anyways, I hate everyone in my school.
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My way of counting down to my birthday has become how many tests I have left.
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I feel like I’ve run out of ideas… and as much as I hate having to ask, my message box is always lonely.
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Life would be much more dapper if boys started wearing suits again.
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