April 2010
15 posts
I can't
I would, if you hadn’t, but maybe, I am sure I’m not sure.
idk where we’re slow dancing, but we seem to have found our way out of the burning room.
I’m stubborn as fuck, sorry.
I’m laying in my usual spot in bed. when I type with two fingers it’s like soo much faster it’s crazyy.
I’ve came to the conclusion that this will end with a body...
I wanna vneck it tmw. not that dressing up hasn’t been funn, but trying to impress boys is just too much work. amanda is my VP, yaaay. I’m still partly sad lyla and I won’t be in the same class, but I guess that was inevitable.
I’m thinking about writing a poem about you, for closure, and maybe my thoughts will come out smoother and you’ll know what I meant. I still...
liquid salvation
I can’t feel it anymore, the emotions I mean. I’d write more, but I think I could only write less.
4:30am
part of me wishes this blog can be made private… maybe it can. I don’t feel like fucking with the settings. I just don’t think people should be able to read my 4 am thoughts, then again I’m blogging them, so it’s really my fault. I don’t mind I guess. this airplane song has my head in knots. just thinking about how I was telling jerik how lonely it gets...
be my own best friend
not fuck myself in the head with stupid men.
I wish I could attach pictures with my blogs. Oh how I miss the days of blogging on my sidekick and being able to take a picture of whatever I was looking at. *sighhhh
I don’t have much left to blogg about. I feel like everythings been said already. obviously that’s not true.
however, you know what bothers me ? when people try to...
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waiting-for-my-nails-to-dry kinna thoughts
I’m streak free, completely rid of any emotional attachments (romantically) &if you asked me who’s the most important now, I’d say me.
not sure who’s next. I’m beginning to really see I’m not that easy to deal with, I can get a little crazy, &maybe I’m not all that pretty. however, despite all that, soneone’s gna put up with me. however...
“Nearly everybody gets twitterpatted in the springtime. You get weak in the...”
– Bambi (via quotewhore) (via heylexibob)
the way I see it...
if you have problems, don’t fucking tweet or blog about it, what the fuck is that going to do ? get proactive &stop bothering the Internet with all your personal baggage. some shit should be saved for you text inbox. sheeeeit.
insecurities much ?
I hate when girls post pictures of themselves on fb and shit &put captions like “I’m soo ugly,” cus it’s like, are you that desperate for a compliment you have to call yourself ugly so people can correct you. obviously if you thought it was ugly, you wouldn’t post it. ugh. go make yourselves pretty, dumbasses.
I hate blogging.
only bc my shit’s always emo. no one rebloggs this bs. I hate reading when other people feel like shit, but I feel like shit. ugh. I just said shit 4x in different ways :/ sorry. idek how to explain how I’m feeling, actually maybe that’s it; I’m not feeling. &perhaps that hurts the most. part of me would rather have a broken heart than not feel at all. I haaate sounding...
idk how to reblog frm this app. via stacey.
FIVE things you wish you could say to FIVE different people right now:
I still don’t know what I want. maybe it was completely wrong, or maybe it was completely right, I can’t regret it cus it shouldve felt right..
isitpossible/doyoueverthink we could give it another try ?
if you were real, you’d steal my heart &tear it apart.
you’re out of line a lot. you...
