if you are hated, you are doing something right.

Pra começar, vou mostrar o papai noel BUUUUNITO de ontem:

Tava tão sucesso que um dos meus priminhos ficou MORRENDO de medo e não queria chegar perto nem pra buscar o presente dele, uaihiuoshaiuhsiua

Na minha familia é tradição: todo ano alguem é "voluntário" pra ser papai noel. hahahah

E foi assim que descobri que papai noel não existia =[

Quando minha avó se fantasiou, ela esqueceu de tirar os brincos, e como eu era tipos grudada nela, eu saquei NA HORA hahahha (alem da voz, logico... os brincos só confirmaram. Afinal, apesar de ter 5 anos de idade, eu já sabia que não era muito possivel o papai noel ter pego os brincos dela emprestado pra passear, né? hahaha)

Eu brincando com meu presentinho (L) hahahaha resolvi postar pq... convenhamos, JAMAIS usarei esse efeito tosco novamente :( gahahahushaiuhe

Happy Holidays everyone! I spent the morning eating home made breakfast with my family and exchanging gifts! I got some awesome things this year.

-bunny purse
-dog clutch
-Betsey dress, socks and tights
-bath salts
-vintage clock
-honey soy wax candles
-tea set from Japan
-creative cupcake book....

and tons more. I Hope your all enjoying the day with family and friends!

What did you guys get today?

A remix of Disney Pixar's "UP" by Australian DJ, Pogo.
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and you're still the same.

taking pics of myself in the car while sisters in the post office

- uploaded by ShoZu

Its been a long time, no? I am truly sorry I havent been on at all for a good few months. A lot has happened and unfortunately, Buzznet was one of the thing that slipped away from me. I even missed my three year anniversary. I am truly sorry but I plan on being back; posting and epecially contributing more.

I have missed you all.

Here is a poem I wrote about working in, well, you know;

Sarah.

xxx

Guests

"Good morning."
A soldier of welcome
robin red breasted
against the frozen streets
that roll in the scents.
Body odour,
perfume
tobacco.
As the four hours shift into
nothing;
I think,
God, I need a drink.

"How are you this morning?"
Offer the false warmth
from your vacuous lungs
to empty eyes.
They covet me
up…

Enjoy