#467.
A little early morning blogging due to the fact I was going to leave just now to go see Herms but stupid ol' me forgot Saturday buses run on forty minute intervals. Duh.


So just back in my room fully dressed trying to kill time. Singing along to Lisztomania because it's an old favourite. Contemplating studying some time over this weekend. Four days. I'll have to designate one for studying. And then I realise how pointless and boring this post is so I'm just going to throw in a bit of bitching to reward you people you stalk me for bitching but have put up with the boringness of this post.

Do you really think you have the right to criticise people like that? To call them names that you live up to yourself? Isn't it their problem if they want to sleep around, it's not yours and I know I'm being kind of hypocritical for saying this but you calling people names is fucking stupid. Don't think you're any better than them, because you're not. You're not even fucking legal yet so calm your fucking tits and think about yourself a little before you go around calling other girls names. You and your best friends who wouldn't stick up for you if it were not to involve a keyboard. Fucking lol if you read and you realise that I'm talking about you. AAHAHAH I'M SUCH A BITCH LOLOOL OKAY I FEEL BAD NOW KBYE.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel.

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