October 2010
yourstrulyceline started following you
gracias.
my love i lack the confidence to say what's on my...
September 2010
im a bitch.
i cant decide. i have too much in my head. goodnight.
sorry i dont make much sense lately at night. words just come out.
the end.
first time we met face became etched in my mind you were the sun i was the one who worshiped you my hands were your guns your eyes were my nerve and i knew you could never love me i had so much sorrow inside you could never reach but i still keep a place in your heart you broke my heart you promised me the moon and stars i fell for your dreams i fell for your lies there was no other way you know i...
i was pretty damn close to peeing myself in a...
id love to go back. but im scared it will have lost its effect. not much scares me in that sense. i mean im scared of real things. i do love the thrill of haunted houses. or maybe even the idea of real haunted houses. i braved a supposedly haunted abandoned insane asylum. whats to stop me now.
I used to love singing in the shower.
where is kim. i miss her.
ten bucks shes working.
im just trying to be a better version of me for...
im excited for things that dont happen. im happy for no reason most of the time. and sad for lots of reasons. life is life. we all survive these years no matter how hard they seem now. i guess ill be fine.
i used to tattoo my wrist with little pen...
but they never looked quite so nice. so i gave up. kim almost tattooed my neck yesterday. but we got distracted by love notes. and keys to her heart. and all that jazz. or should i say salsa.
if you are dead or still alive i dont care.
“ I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a...”
– Perks Of Being A Wallflower (Stephen Chbosky) (via inkiraworld)
playlist ive had on repeat for the past few days. →
i cant stop listening.
-oculusreparo started following you.
thanksies.
goodnighttt.
leave scandalous questions even though tuesdays over now. i dont really care. its always tmi tuesday in my life. lololol.
In my ask box feel free to
epythymy:
be anon
be non-anon
be creeepy
leave me love
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suggest books/movies/music
tell me about your day
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tell me if you’ve ever had a *~tumblr crush~* on me
tell me jokes
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stranger-danger:
A Day To Remember // You Had Me...
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irunfrombears:
Float On by Modest Mouse
love.
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grace-notes:
Train - Drops Of Jupiter
so much...
ask me scandalous things.
ehehe.
OMG ITS TUESDAY.
MY FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK. ask me really interesting things. plus i cant decide who to recommend. just putting it out there.
sweetestcondition replied to your post: i wish i got to sleep at a human hour.
if you ever need someone to talk to, i don’t sleep at night, i’m always up :)
aww thank you thats so sweet :)
i need a trampoline.
going to bed.
i cant. goodnight.
i wish i got to sleep at a human hour.
because now im up and wide awake and wanting to write as usual. i would make a terrible writer. if only because id turn nocturnal in order to get any decent writing out. and im lonely and no ones awake. and im feeling sick. i make myself sick. maybe the root of all my problems is me. me and my stupid thinking. im going to think myself dead one of these days.
oh my god.
what even is wrong with me.
i just got really scared.
but i dont know of what.
rachels on. and i miss her and want to talk to...
andrachelsaid:
brokenfromthestart:
but i have to vacuum the house. of course.
Aww, you’re cute. We’ll talk later :) ♥
si sii ♥
ok honestly now this isnt even funny.
every single person i want to talk to is on now. when i have to go vacuum or it will never get done.
rachels on. and i miss her and want to talk to...
but i have to vacuum the house. of course.
the people i should love i hate, and the people i...
detoxfive:
We are all creatures of habit.
i kept thinking how you would like that.
the music. and the scene.
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going to bed.
an hour later than i wanted to. damn it. im so tired.
goodnight.
best day. day fifteen.
so this morning was crazy. including waking up and showering and heading off to church without breakfast because i didnt have enough time to both blowdry my hair and make it look cute and eating. getting interesting ideas in church and not falling asleep for once no matter how tired i was. coming home and finding clothes to wear. finding out my mom has excellent hiking boots i wish i could steal...
windowsdown:
I give up on:
homework
life
“and the memory of you is all i need”
– (via fuckyeahgrocerybag) 