January 2011
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I regret ever letting you poison these lips.
You’re a joke. And the only thing I’m sorry for is to have ever wasted my precious time caring about you one bit.  You don’t get to lead me into a false sense of security, make me feel special for a few hours, and walk out as if it was nothing. As if none of this exists. I sat there holding your hand while you told me your sob stories. I let you drill all that sweet talk into...
Jan 31st
in retrospect.....
…I was looking through my old e-mails and deleting out some old ones. I stumbled upon a series of old chats that g-mail saved up from long ago.  Its strange how when I read our conversation, that, compared to now…we were so different back then. Everything was nonchalant, informal, easy….and just plain happy. He had such a positive attitude toward me…using the cute...
Jan 30th
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Uproar of Insomniac's ban of LED lights →
…wowww….
Jan 29th
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WatchWatch
This is Dan. He is the best gay man I know all up in SD :)
Jan 27th
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Jan 27th
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“And I told myself as I was doing Yoga this morning that this pain is GOOD, its...”
– -Alice  <3 her :)
Jan 27th
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Jan 26th
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our 3rd legs. such a hassle.
me: yo, keep it in your pants gf
Sarah: I'll try..its just too big :( won't fit
me: I know. Sucks carrying around a 3rd leg all day
Sarah: seriously, pants always ripping and shit. I got my own pants budget cause of this problem
me: .....shoot not to mention, always bruising all over the place, like honestly trippin adn shit all over
Sarah: LMAOOOOO fuckin difficult to do daily tasks. What a life. With great power and length, comes great responsibility
me: PAINIS.
see? SHE GETS IT.
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
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Just because you can’t say something, it doesn’t mean you don’t want to. no…you can want to very much. You can be with a person and be happy with them, and not love them, or you can love someone and not be with them…you don’t need to love someone, to want them. Its so exhausting, when your brain tells you what you want and it doesn’t match up with what...
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
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Jan 24th
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3 weeks in...set!
Its officially been 3 weeks into Winter Quarter! Time is just FLYING….like it just feels like yesterday when I first moved back into my suite, dumped my suitcases on the floor, and jumping on my bed. Now I’m stressing like no other about a midterm coming up on Tuesday as well as an essay on Thursday, taking a mini study break at the moment to do a long needed recap! Week 1: Dived...
Jan 24th
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Jan 20th
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My dad and I finally found common hobby that we...
And it’s Billiards :) And he has now deemed me worthy of getting my first Cue! <3 (under $150 though) Stoked!
Jan 18th
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Jan 17th
Jan 17th
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and I think staying in "neverland" is everyone's...
because it sucks when you grow up and the magic seeps away. Remember when you were kid and your biggest worry was, like, if you’d get your favorite toy for your birthday? or if you’d get cookies and lucky charms for breakfast? When there were no such things as mistakes that’ll haunt you for life…all you had to do was sleep and wake up to a brand new day, turning on the t.v. to...
Jan 17th
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Jan 15th
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Jan 10th
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peanut butter banana sandwhiches
(nom! Right? Honestly what sweet flavored thing doesn’t taste good with peanut butter?!) well hello SD, thank you for having me back, because honestly I needed this place. My “home” was growing so hard to bare, and the new memories created there as well as the resonating past have really just…cosmically blown up.  I’ve come to realize two things things: Everything...
Jan 6th
Jan 6th
Recovering from slipping/missing a step
fuck-yeah-tumblrs-best-posts: This post has been featured on The Best of Tumblr Blog -  Found on the blog of noticethesmallthings: Expectation: Reality:  Follow Now | Like This post on Facebook STORY OF MY LIFE LOLOLOL.
Jan 6th
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12.31.1o was it
its now 5am in the morning, i’m sitting next to other half. Quietly, while we are stringing together these pony beads, even in this dead silence our thoughts couldn’t have been more loud and clear.  “This night, is going to be one fucking hell of a night.” Though we exchange looks of doubt (if not absolute fear), there’s no denying the glint of guilty pleasure in...
Jan 5th
..and the thought of him has slowly been eating away at me. 
Jan 4th
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