December 2009
People are delicate
We are so similar.
It kind of sucks that you’re not there for me when I need you most.
This hurts too much
Nothing’s gonna change destiny. Whatever is meant to be will work out...
confidence is sexy
Why must family gatherings always get in the way of other plans?
I’m so sick of it.
Things Happen
I don’t care if these are repeated words. They hold a special place in my heart.
A little more than 6 Months..
I’m listening to this song and all of these thoughts flooded into my head and it just clicked.
This is it.
and I’m so excited :)
Right now I am eating an apple and about to watch episode after episode of The Office.
What would make it better: More fruit, you next to me, and better health.
I’ll take what I can get.
Merry Christmas
sing it girl
Mariah Carey doesn’t care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree and neither do I.
She’s part of the big plan.
I’m tired of being alone and in this twin size bed.
1289 hours 25 minutes 29 seconds
It is 21 degrees outside. The air could buy a beer if it wanted to.
– Charli
Four years ago, when i was 18, i noticed that at...
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THIS.
I love being ridiculous with you.
G & N 4 evs
I never thought you would be the one to put a smile back on my face.
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listen
I’ve got some issues that nobody can see and all of these emotions are pouring out of me. I bring them to the light for you. It’s only right.
I’m not going to say anything about the weekend.
I have thought about it enough.
Sometimes there is no positive
Grandma dead.
Phone broken.
4 hour car ride.
Sleeping in a bag until Sunday.
No happy family Christmas get together.
No party.
No game.
No fun.
I’m an emotional wreck.
My thumb is gross and messed up.
No Internet.
Haven’t packed.
Haven’t talked to you.
Things will get better.
It’s a cycle.
HEY VERIZON, YOUR SERVICE SUCKS!
Plans change and so do we
I’m going away for a while.
I could use somebody
In every city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest. I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees, and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her. She had eyes bright enough to burn me. They reminded me of yours. ...