February 2012
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Internet World… I feel like shit. I’ve been really mean and lashing out to my friends lately and I really don’t want to lose them. This happens every year around my birthday… I just lose it. Something in my brain goes kaput! And that’s the end of all the hard work I put into my personal relationships.
I really don’t mean to do it and I feel terrible for doing...
The boy that wanted to love.
Ok I’m sorry but I don’t understand. If we love each other, what the fuck is the problem? Shouldn’t that be enough? Shouldn’t the figuring out part be an afterthought? Why aren’t we together? Why isn’t he standing outside my bedroom window screaming how much he loves me and he wants me back? At the risk of sounding like a privilege bitch… this isn’t...
Meanwhile, in My World...
I’ve always been a little boy crazy. This is the first time I’ve been totally single since I was 15 years old. I have options but they’re complicated and I don’t want them. I want something that feels right, y’know? Not one that’ll get me in trouble with people I care about. I’m happy being single though. I have so much more free time and I finally have a...
fuuuuuuuuuuucccckkkkkk.
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You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer...
– Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Places You’ll Go! (via soquicktobelieve)
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Me: I got bombarded with commercials in my cat videos too!
Tash: That's how they get you!!! Big brother knows you're watching those cats!
January 2012
40 posts
Just remembered some words I told my best friend exactly a year ago when we were both going through a tough time:
“We’re not sad; we’re just heavy-hearted.”
Miss you, Ari.
REAL-ationships.
Who has two thumbs and is an overly-dramatic bitch? THIS girl.
why do you leave me in-between siamese cities?
whiskey-queen:
Woke up next to two of my best friends snuggling (who are a couple) and instantly thought of this.
Hannah on study night:
[takes my beer away] “You can have this back when you eat. Hey, can you pass me my backpack?”
Me: Ahhh, I can't! I need the beer for strenght!
I’m glad he didn’t call me back. Hannah was right. I wasn’t ready, I’m not ready. This shows he still wants to be in control. Or maybe he’s hurting, either way, I’m too fucked up to deal with this shit right now. Unfortunate timing, ‘cause in a couple of weeks the streets will be flooded with naive promises of young love and I will be trying very hard to...