June 2009
hahah.
- (my mom just finished complaining about doing the dishes/cleaning up)
- me: why don't you just make dad do it? that's what you married him for.
- mom: no, i married him because of the phenomenal sex.
- me: ....
- i'm convinced my parents have only had sex once and i was both the cause and the effect.
i like
watching the senior who sits next to me in chem with freckles all over his nose and big headphones bike home from school every day because he looks so free weaving through traffic with a huge smile and sometimes he makes me want to spread my arms in the wind and run.
i miss
those conversations in the quiet of night; it was a wonderful feeling to get a call at 1 am, to know that i was on your mind. i waited up for you.
why am i so thoughtful right now?
i don’t know. i wish i could channel this into art or something. instead i’m tearing up and tumbling and wishing my mother would come up the stairs and tuck me in and tell me i was a good person. i think i’ll continue liking and reblogging my worries away.
i'm afraid of losing you
and everything but mostly summer. But thats just because you won’t be there and that brings me back to losing you.
there are bats outside
circling around and around the roof, making the most melancholy sounds
i can't wait for the fireflies
(via splitneedles)
robert pattinson looks like a hobo.
(via itscaseynotkc)
When he was in Harry Potter, he didn’t.
TWILIGHT RUINS LIVES.
HP > TWILIGHT
AGREED
May 2009
Today is may 31, 2009, and after today it will never again be may 31, 2009
That scares me, for some reason
me and my cousins
totally just forked someones lawn
Dear people sitting behind me in the movie,
I hope this is your first date, because sir, you’re talking really cocky and making me feel like you think you’re a big deal, you took her here so she’d get all scared and huddle close, I’m sure sure sure of it. I just hope you walk her to her door tonight and leave her there, instead of trying to sneak in between the door and door frame, attempting to stop the momentum with your shoe and press your way in. Have a nice night, you silly kids. Love, Lexi
one of my pictures has 9 views
and it makes me want to delete it because it makes me feel like it’s not even a good picture. Then i feel ashamed because i actually like that picture and it shouldnt matter how many people look at it, the only thing that matters is what that picture means to me. the things that flickr does to me.
today is nice
backyard, sun, beer, freeze pops =D
haha yes. i want to walk down to the beach like you sometimes do
do itttt it’s really nice =D especially when no one else is there
i’m nervous to like go alone
today is nice
backyard, sun, beer, freeze pops =D
haha yes. i want to walk down to the beach like you sometimes do
