February 2009
25 posts
I was at the beach last weekend and came to the conclusion that men talk about women as much as women talk about men.
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January 2009
43 posts
final thoughts
I hate drama.
I love Shakespeare.
I miss acting.
I miss good female friends.
Some guys will always be gay, no matter how straight they pretend to be.
I get my Monroe on Monday.
Foggy mornings and windy afternoons scare me.
Audrey Hepburn is the person I wake up to every morning and I like it that way.
I can’t wait to see Christian tomorrow for Planet Earth.
Ten is a two digit...
I’ve rekindled my romance with speaking the lyrics of rap songs. It’s possibly one of the funniest things ever.
MISSION:
sleep
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haikus
My ——- dearest, sometimes you drive me crazy, make that all the time.
Art class really sucks, my teacher is such a square. Go to ——, Simpson.
Joe is in Cali. He got to see fake hippies, that lucky ———-.
I ate McDonalds. Ho forgot my nugget sauce, I’ll show her who’s boss.
Indiana is too many syllables to write a haiku for.
Sometimes, when You feel the furthest away, I see...
Tomorrow morning I will wake up, and the nasty things you say and do won’t matter anymore. In a year, I will wake up and I won’t remember you.
Gah, Kayt, get over it, you big baby!
“If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.”
honestly
I skipped class today because I need to reevaluate my life. I am tired, drained, and unhappy all the time. I have no motivation to go to pointless, monotonous classes that waste my time and leave my mind unchallenged. I like work but have trouble arriving on time. I would rather sleep than do anything nowadays. I get extremely emotional and take things too personally. I am a huge mess. I...
Sometimes I feel like 50% of life is spent finding out who you are and the other 50% is learning to embrace it.
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crazy things my dad does/says pt. 1
he told a story about how a 6 year-old is decapitated at a monster truck rally on his birthday. he goes on to elaborate that the rally manager told the press that the monster truck shows were very safe then, when the cameras turned off, he was run over by a truck seconds later.
he told a story about a brazillian model who got a u.t.i., had to get her hands and feet amputated and then died two...
What would we know about the world if not for pictures? We would only know what we see. We see so very little.
I am opening the window and letting the cold come in and flood my room, burying myself under the covers, putting on a record, and reading a book.
Him: You bleed poetry.
I: Yes, yes, I do. Yesterday I stubbed my toe and out oozed a haiku.
“I’m not gonna confront anybody! My parents raised me right; I talk about people...”
– Kathy Griffin everybodylies(via silentsigh)(via thoseareturkeys)(via truthordare)(via lhh) (via ooba)
There are not enough hours in a day.
“Love comes unseen; we only see it go”
– Austin Dobson (via kari-shma)
My heart is always torn. Parts of me linger in the past, parts of me push towards the future. Parts of be don’t want to forget and parts of me don’t want to remember. So much of me wants to go back while I know I must move forward. Often, I feel so lost and confused, almost always it is my fault. I wonder why I do this to myself, why I can’t lay this turmoil to rest. It is...
They sit in separate rooms watching the same show. I kick off my shoes, walk upstairs, “Why are you in different rooms, watching the same show?” Every answer, every thing is fake.
“True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.”
– (via lifeisprettywoman) (via lhh) (via stupidinboston)
Why is everything in life such a competition? I used to think that men were the competitive ones. I was so wrong. I’d rather be competitive with others in sports than in all areas of life. Why do I measure myself by looking at others? Why do I worry so much about being better than the people around me?
I want to learn to love others, support their success, and wish truly for their...
I am just wondering, “How much longer until I mess everything up again?”
I really do have a wonderful way of ruining everything and everyone that I love. … At least, before it ruins me first.
What you wrote about me was so beautiful I couldn’t handle it.
my head hurts
I started writing my book again today. I wonder how long this will last.
resolutions
finish my tattoo
get good grades
get rich
(or die trying)
fall in love
stay in love
get buff
read more
write more
“Change your heart. It will astound you.”
I am thinking about the season of my life that you tainted with your selfish presence. I am thinking about the long days and everlasting nights I spent, staring at your picture, loathing you. I am thinking about passing you in the halls and being jealous. I am thinking about the tears I wasted, spilt on my pillow, staining my face, soaking my hair, flavoring my tongue, resting on my lips that I...
Dear 2009,
Please, be nice to me.