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Naomi
1. Post these rules.Here goes.
2. You must post 10 things about yourself in your journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 10 people and post their icons in the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.
1.
I love the internet. Like WOAH.
2.
I also love cats. Have 11 in my house and they are all sweet.
3.
Right now my favorite color is yellow.
4.
I'm currently training myself to use my left hand. I'm still learning how to use chopsticks with it without straining it too much.
5.
Have been told that I am a genius (multiple times!) and a hyperactive kid (also multiple times!). I'm pretty proud of the second.
6.
My personal record for sleeping is about 16 hours. I kind of want to beat it.
7.
My personal record for staying up is about 60 hours. If my memory serves.
8.
I'm thinking of buying a new cellphone for my birthday, which is coming soon.
9.
So far the greatest day in 2010 is the day I went to see Placebo's concert: February 16th, 2010. I will never forget that day. I would very much like a second chance.
10.
My all-time favorite country is Japan for various reasons, and I still want to go there.
i know i shouldn't feel that way,
but there are times when i couldn't help it.
i take a deep breath in, and then let it out slowly,
slowly
until i forget.
then it comes crashing again, like a loop around my neck, ready to tighten and cut off the flow of air.
i can't stop worrying about life, even though people are telling me to stop. even i am telling myself to stop, but i can't shake it off. why?he would dream for a chance, and when it comes he would get scared of the risks and he would stop.
sometimes, it feels like i am floating
- unsure and fragile;
like stepping on something that is too soft that it is unable to support my weight.
i don't know what to do. literally, and seriously.
and my father just jokingly said, "get a job" and i got
so terribly, terribly hurt;
i'm a bit at loss.
1. Introduction
2. Soft
3. Luxurious
4. Ninja
5. Hair
6. Alone
7. Lonely
8. Love
9. Treasure
10. Holy
11. Pet
12. Heaven
13. Smile
14. Heart broken
15. Embrace
16. Moon
17. Fashion
18. Sorrow
19. Walk
20. Jealous
21. Warm
22. Umbrella
23. Flower
24. Sweet
25. Baby
26. Cat
27. Hamster
28. Butterfly
29. I can't
30. Angel
31. Innocence
32. Tears
33. Ribbon
34. Rainbow
35. Rain
36. Affair
37. Belief
38. Milk
39. Family
40. Friends
41. Memories
42. Food
43. Fragile
44. Life
45. Candy
46. Hallucination
47. Pain
48. Silence
49. Forget me not
50. Box
51. Gift
52. Blessing
53. Shadow
54. Abstract
55. Fur
56. Pirate
57. Longing
58. Fan
59. Kiss
60. Fantasy
61. Dream
62. Nightmare
63. Song
64. Lovebird
65. Romantic
66. Juice
67. Waiting
68. Relax
69. Bath
70. Job
71. Magic
72. Christmas
73. Stripes
74. Frills
75. Huge
76. Feathers
77. Complicated
78. Neglected
79. Kill
80. Rose
81. Garden
82. Marionette
83. Doll
84. Cute
85. Princess
86. Twins
87. Vacation
88. Beach
89. Time
90. Minions
91. Forbidden
92. Beautiful
93. Bride
94. Wedding
95. Ring
96. Rich
97. Faith
98. Interest
99. Tea
100. Eternal
i often thought that people
wouldn't like me the first time
they get to know me.
i always have a vague notion that
i am not at all a very likable person,
albeit if in a pinch i can make myself one.
i am a professional liar.
most people couldn't differ
whether i'm lying or not ;
they couldn't really tell
but they trust me anyways.
i wonder why.
have you ever wondered why
some people like you very much?
i do find myself amusing
for me, but that's called
narcissism.
what i really want to know is my charm.
do i even have one?
i have no idea.
so far, people who dated me never
really told me what they particularly
like about me.
and i have this vague thought that
i bet it is not a physical thing.
because i'm not pretty.
and it makes me wonder, wonder, wonder.
let's talk about something else.
i tend to have difficulties on expressing
my emotions by words.
i just couldn't find the right words, right time.
and i end up making a shameful mess.
or breaking hearts.
(i'm a cruel, horrible person.
i'm also a coward who's too scared to take risks of losing someone.
i'm a pathetic person who's too afraid to lose, to make commitments
because of the fear of breaking it.)
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