Liz. 21. Animals. Vego. Rad things. Family & friends. Couldn't ask for more (:
Be yourself, everyone else is taken.
This is my best friend & maid of honor, Crystal. This photo was taken last Sunday at the Bridal expo at Epping RSL in a photobooth that I am thinking about getting for my reception. This picture was captured right after the guy running the booth stuck his head in with a clown mask & scared the absolute shit out of Crystal. You should of heard her scream. Obviously, this is why I am pissing myself laughing.
I thought I was sick of “Call Me Maybe” cards until I saw this.
I think i should start my own invitation making business. I’ve already done a tone this year & I’m not even charging people.
Reblog if you would honestly answer anything right now.
I’ll probably tell outrages lies.
Ask away followers.
(Source: rebellious-teens)
ZOMBIE GHOST TRAIN FLYERS!
I did some looking around to find as many flyers as I could from shows I went to from 2005 - 2008.
There were more shows I saw them at, they were support for HorrorPops, Tiger Army (both Australian tours), The Meteors, plus many more shows I couldn’t find a flyer for, or remember!
Favourite show was at the Empire Hotel in Annandale. It was a Halloween show from memory and ZGT had just returned from a US tour. They kept playing until people stopped requesting songs!
Golden times… *wipes away a tear*
Fuck. Memories.
ZGT in toowoomba June 15th, i don’t even recall what year that was but heck it was one of a show. They have played a few more times in the good old Womb but their other flyers aren’t amongst these. Such amazing music. Wouldn’t mind seeing these guys again. I miss gigs, i haven’t been to one since Jack Flash last played in Sydney. Should start attending shows more like i use to do it religiously.
I wrote a letter to my dead ex boyfriends mum last week with photos of myself and her son from when he was around. Some of my most favorite times spent with him were in those photos.
To my surprise, she wrote back to me. I received the letter yesterday inviting me to come visit her & see the rose garden she made with some of his ashes in the soil.
This is shocking that I’ve been invited to visit seeing as I hardly ever spoke to her. I had met her a few times but never said much. I approached her at the wake & told her the service was beautiful & that I was sorry for her loss. That was about it. But, what was I meant to say? She obviously was hurting, even though she hid it well & I was obviously not dealing with the loss of my dear friend. I was hurt too. But that would of been nothing compared to the pain and heart break she was going through.
We all keep questioning, what if? What if we called that very second, just for a chat? What if he had reached out? What would of we done and said to stop him from going through with his choice?
At first, we all reunited. It was magical. We spent tones of weekends together. But, as life goes on we all drift apart & it feels like I’m the only one who thinks about him everyday.
Its been two years and just over a month since he left us. It makes me sad that we’re still continuing on with life but his is at a hault. I don’t know what happens when you die but I just hope he is at peace with his descion because I know it would of been peace that he was craving.
I love you Miles & I hope you’re happy now. Rest easy, pal.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
