When you turn those scars into
stars
Saturday, July 4, 2009, 8:36 AM
knock me down.

Daddy God, He has blessed me with so many friends.
But i don't have one whom i can trust, and keep all my secrets with.
All is lost.

I don't ask for more,
and i don't need a friend who can be there to hear my sorrows out,
or listen to my problems,
or give me good advices,
or tell me what i should do,
or cheer me up.

I just want a friend who can watch me cry,
and withstand my ugly looking face in the process,
and keep it to him/herself and no one else.


Aloha !

My big name's Racia and I'mma Pig.
Other than snorting whole day long and rolling over the awesome smelly mud,

I'mma insane dancer.
And I LOVE YAHWEH.

Green is the sex.
Also,
I'm turning 15 on 'ohsixoheight.
:)


GROW TALLER
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New pair of slippers
Pretty hand bags :]
Grey hoodie
Black jacket (:
Adidas running shoes
Learn to walk on heels
Macbook WHOO.
iPod touch!
More of Pastor's sermon discs
DSLR canon 500d
A new wallet/purse
SEXY GREEN ELECTRIC GUITAR (Y)
A pair of drum sticks!
A DG SHIRT.