Poppy The Flower

Poppy. blogging+the internet.
the pictures i post are not all mine. some are, some aren't.

there are a hundred metaphors to describe you, a thousand similies to explain how i feel, millions of words to let you know, so many actions to show you.

but i’m gonna stick with i love you, and i’ll let you know that you complete me.
so here goes:

i love you, and you complete me.

i love NME music channel.

lalalaaaa. i’m in such agood mood it’s sickening! i love some people so vair much.
need to do some new photo’s soon, my other tumblr’s not been updated in tiiiime. i’ll get round to it one day (: bleugh, on the down side, i have to finish my english essay on “The way in which tension is gradually built in entried 11-20 through experiances of nature”. sounds good, right?
x

how true.

how true.

(via papertissue)
& this i’ve learned the hard way.

(via papertissue)

& this i’ve learned the hard way.

MY NEW PHOTOGRAPHY TUMBLR. WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE SOME FOLLOWERS. ILY ALL. →

was i another fucking mistake? am i a mistake on EVERYONES list?

MY LIST OF MISTAKES
1. not doing homework
2. telling teacher to fuck off
3. falling out with best friend
4. telling poppy i loved her & fucking her around.

‘cos that’s all anyone seems to do! fuck me around, mess me around, i have fucking feelings. don’t tell you like me, you want me, if you’re fucking lying. i’m sick to death of using guys. fuck off.