freckle

i miss home...

i'm going back this weekend, but it's only for the weekend. yes yes i know, a lot of jet lag for just 2 days, but my da wants me to go.

i want to stay

people in ireland are so diffrent. everyone is flat-out honest, no matter what. here, everyone is playing some kind of game. you can never tell if people like you, or if they're just laughing at you on the inside.

my family is great. we may seem crazy and we may fight a lot, but no one has grudges. problems are delt with and then go away. nothing hanging over your head from a billion years ago

people also tell it like it is. if i have something stuck in my teeth, someone's gonna tell me in the next 4 seconds. here i could walk around all day looking like a fool.

if i want to kiss you, i'll say "can i kiss you?" and then do it. if your new haircut looks like shit, i'll tell you. if you're thinking about geting back together with your ex, i'll ask you what the fuck you are thinking.

i just want people to be straight with me