Blood In My Lungs
- Name
- Blondie Blondie let's go party
- Age
- 15
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- June 11th, 2008
Stories
Some Dreams Feel Too Real
Latest update: Part 1 on November 14th, 2009Seize the Day
Latest update: Part 1 on November 14th, 2009Living Is The Hardest Thing To Do
Latest update: Part 2 on October 7th, 2009When Fantasy and Reality Fight
Latest update: Part 1 on September 27th, 2009Sick Little Games
Latest update: Part 4 on September 1st, 2009I'll Always Remember
Latest update: Part 2 on August 23rd, 2009Second Chances
Latest update: Part 1 on August 14th, 2009
Articles
Ronnie Radke...Reason why he's gone.
news, November 17th, 2008
Friends
Jxika
kcxmonte
everythingburns.
MAXH00K3D0NPH0N1C5
SamanthaxSurrender
Angie Mayhem
KissingInTheRain
JollieVengenz!
shawty
Ms.Marauder
chloe-and-bobAbout
Have you ever had a random feeling of regret? Have you ever just wanted to go back in time and change something, do something, just so you could see what it would have been like if you hadn't said, "No?" Have you ever had that feeling? Do you ever get that feeling after talking to an ex, even if only for a short time, and couldn't stop thinking about him?
I had that for a little bit today. I don't know why and I don't how it came on, but it just did. Then I think about the amazing guy that's wrapped around my finger and feel terrible for thinking of him again when I have someone so wonderful and amazing right there always arms wide open with a hug and waiting to hear his name called.
Have you ever tried SO hard to get overr someone, but realize, "Yeah, I'm over them." But always think, What if...? I hate it. I really hate that stupid, fucking little thought that always seems to pop intoo my head. Then I hate thinking of him that way again because of all the shit I've heard about him and what he's said about me. I feel like I was played by him and then he has the balls to try to talk to me today.
Fuck my life. Just fuck it.
The insanely talented Ronald Joseph Radke of 26 wonderful years.
I had that for a little bit today. I don't know why and I don't how it came on, but it just did. Then I think about the amazing guy that's wrapped around my finger and feel terrible for thinking of him again when I have someone so wonderful and amazing right there always arms wide open with a hug and waiting to hear his name called.
Have you ever tried SO hard to get overr someone, but realize, "Yeah, I'm over them." But always think, What if...? I hate it. I really hate that stupid, fucking little thought that always seems to pop intoo my head. Then I hate thinking of him that way again because of all the shit I've heard about him and what he's said about me. I feel like I was played by him and then he has the balls to try to talk to me today.
Fuck my life. Just fuck it.
The insanely talented Ronald Joseph Radke of 26 wonderful years.
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