Melted by roses, swinging with a cat.
Buried with sadness, die with that.
Hi, i am Lisabeth and i like wilted roses that represents my heart.
I am just like this wilted rose, as liveless and its like so meaningless.
Came to Earth without a purpose on the 8th November 1993.
Well, what's a blog for if i can't blog out my feelings. I will never ever blog out my feelings again. EVER. So yeah, life is normal, life is fine, life is SO ever beautiful. I just finished dance, it rained, damn it was cold. Dance was hard, training for concert, woo it was tiring. I came home, went to granny's and playing comp with my cousin beside me. I am speechless, just stoning. Trying to not give a damn to my surroundings. Yeah, Lisabeth is herself.
