March 2010
1 post
i can’t believe Cats is over. what am i going to do with my life?
February 2010
2 posts
he’s just not that into you if he’s not dating you.
simple as that.
life is like a box of chocolates. you never know what you’re going to get.
forrest gump is probably the best movie ever made.
January 2010
2 posts
this happens every time. i see him and i think there’s something there.
am i really that stupid to keep believing this shit over and over?
I know you’re leaving in the morning when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof it’s not a dream.
December 2009
9 posts
you can’t break that which isn’t yours:
Fevrale dostat chernil i plakat, pisat O Fevrale navsnryd. Poka grohochushaya slyakot vesnoyu charnoyu gorit
making islands where no islands should go….
got kitty litter and catnip bubbles for christmas. i love my life.
how long can i go on like this, wishing to kiss you, before i rightly explode?
a foot of snow at the beach. merry christmas.
facebook asscrack.
things that piss me off.
1. life’s problems spelled out on facebooks statuses.
2. ok. if your profile picture is of you holding a SPORK, you’ve obviously failed at life.
3. you think that just because you write some Fall Out Boy lyrics on your status, you are automatically so deep and emotional and you have figured out the MEANING OF LIFE.
i always seem to go for guys I know i’m never going to get
sometimes i think that i’ll be better at the bottom.
“I see couples everywhere. I always think there must be some great, universal,...”
November 2009
5 posts
I promised myself that I’d never again sing about love if it does not exist.
every picture you paint I will paint myself out.
two ugliest words:
just friends.
I’m getting the feeling that he’s not sending mixed signals.
I’m the one getting mixed up.
i thought
maybe just this time
it could work out in my favor.
but that’s okay.
i’ll survive.
October 2009
6 posts
Rest in peace Matt.
I wasn’t close with you,
but other people were.
You’ll be missed.
maybe
maybe not
i hope
i hope not
i’ve just gotta do this motha.
am i doing the right thing?
live like it’s the style.
“I don’t fall in love thoughtlessly”
– Frou Frou
ciao bella.
I’m learning Italian through facebook chat.
wonder how this is going to work.
~how can you fall in love with one of your best guy friends and have it not be awkward? he’ll never read this.
so?~
September 2009
1 post
wow
wow.
i totally forgot i had this website.
haha. whoopsie.
July 2009
9 posts
leaving tomorrow.
I’m not nervous about singing. I’m nervous about the social interactions. Last time no one wanted to sit with me, so my friend and I ended up sitting on the floor.
They’re all just wonderful people. Really. Swell.
we were better off without you.
btw.
your photography sucks.
it really does. stop pretending you’re an Angel and that you can shoot rainbows and Skittles out of your fingertips.
No. I’m not referring to the GIRL Skittles. The actual candy.
I love the girl. And the candy. But mostly the candy. <3
his name is.....
I have a guilty pleasure.
his name is lucas till.
too bad he was in the Hannah Montana movie. Then I’d be completely head over heels.
Oh well. Such is life. Off to stalk some other celebrity.
Sometimes I’m a selfish fake. You’re always a true friend.
And I want to be there for you, like you’ve always been there for me.
"friend" is a vile word.
I can’t seem to get it right since I’ve met you.
Girl meets Boy.
Girl loves Boy.
Boy doesn’t know Girl exists
OR
Boy doesn’t care
OR
Boy is best friends with Girl but ONLY thinks of her as a friend.
I hate the word friends.
It’s vile. Especially when your best friend happens to be your Harlow.
Joy. Ecstacy. Excitement. Execution. Take your pic. All the same...
i’m drifting away from you.
~IMANEWBORN~
<3muse<3
note to self:
don’t eat the entire bag of sour patch kids in less than five minutes. results can be fatal.
UGH.
i am on the verge of a mental breakdown right about now.
just thought i’d let everybody know
....
your shit is overrated
June 2009
19 posts
you are everything I want
‘cause you’re everything I’m not
stuck in reverse
guess what.
i’m done writing your book.
icyHOT
i wish they made IcyHot like, body suits for people like me who manage to pull every ligament in their body right before a major dance recital.
this deserves to go on FML.
so…FML.
“Life is just a moment, so we might as well enjoy this day.”
– kerli, the creationist
live music?
there’s something exhilirating about live music. be it your favorite band at Madison Square Garden, a classical concert at Carnegie, or your friends jamming out in the back of an art gallery. It’s a weird sense of freedom and I hope that feeling never goes away
“Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. We hoped you have enjoyed the show....”
– the beatles
just feel like...
I just feel like I’m lonely.
Not just in the single sense, but recently some of my friends have been off by themselves having a grand old time, and I’m stuck left in the dust.
being replaced by her.
You used to hate her
now you see her more than you see me.
it was always supposed to be the three of us. remember?
oh wait. that’s right.
it’s still three. you two and...
i would...if i cared
If I cared, I would have…
called you back
let the phone ring
apologized
told you i loved you
lied to you
told the truth
shut up
spoken up
walked away
stayed
held your hand
wiped your tears
made you feel better.
But I didn’t.
Taking Back Sunday
What’s It Feel Like To...
“you’re fifteen miles over the speed, you’re going as fast as you can...”
– erin mccarley- Pony (It’s OK)
mr. tiddlywinkles and the lonely nerd
I just feel like the whole world is pairing up
and i’ll be left all alone, old and gray, sitting on moldy old couches sipping moldy old Earl Grey surrounded by my gazillion cats, all named Mr. Tiddlywinkles.
that’s how bad it is.
it’s a fact of life. some people stay single. some people like it. some people (LIKE YOURS TRULY) don’t.
newsflash.
if there are any guys out...
she’s the kind of person who automatically thinks you’ve done something wrong if everyone likes you. if they like you, you’re obviously not right in the head.
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