everyone says its time to start being more...
except i dont want to.
is it time to say goodbye?
You broke me
how do i keep going?
onlinejournals: I think my ultimate goal in life is to write something that makes people miss it when they’re finished reading.
you kiss your second cousin one time when you're...
me: *i walk into my mother's room*
lexi: i audibly swore, i'm not going to lie.
me: what happened?
mom: oh lexi was- hey look, claudia has a facebook!
*reading photo caption* zianni, baba, and oh look anna, it's gabriel!!!!
lexi: hahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahhaah ahah
ahahaha. it's okay anna....i "got married to" my first cousin when i was three and no one will let me forget it either.
casimms: I don’t know, as silly as it may sound I’m kind of scared of it. The months when I realize it gets colder and colder and the trees begin to die makes me feel scared. But at the same time, I really love the cold. It at times feels so comforting.
you were the only person i trusted
and now you are gone.
sealegslexi: I wake up, I feel good, I go to school, I leave school and I feel horrible. I am about to cry, I feel like I am drowning lexi, i need you.
Oompa loompa doompity dossom, Dwight is now gone,...
thinkofsomething: savingsmiles: hollowwords: brighteye: flickflickflicker: (via)
i dont know what to do with myself.
i need to lose weight
youarewhatyoulove: chloejane: (via tetrishead) same. fuck. same. i’ve gained like 20 lbs in the last 2 yrs b/c i stopped swimming. =/ i need to start exercising or just stop eating so much crap aaaaagreeed
colleen: fuck is my favorite word.
(via chloejane) mine too
Fuck feeling inadequate. Fuck laying in bed...
I just need to cry. I want to cry. But I can't
(via translucentdarkness) i always feel this
youarewhatyoulove: it’s not fair how everyone else seems to have it so easy. so simple. i can’t even organize my thoughts into a meaningful paragraph anymore without getting distracted or forgetting what i really wanted to say.
REBLOG IF YOU LIKE KISSING.
youarewhatyoulove: thinkofsomething: underdressed: zombiewars:demilovato69:mycrookedheart:littlejames:nin-com-pop:(via screamflydream)
journal entry, august 27th 2009 i am on the train I tried as hard as i possibly could to see out the window, look past the darkness, but i couldn’t. the only thing i could see reflected back at me was my reflection. i saw myself for what i was. i saw my round face and curly brown hair, pushed back by a silver headband. i saw someone who looked young but felt old and worn. i look to my...
journal entry late august, before school I’m not promising you a rose garden. the ciquadas chirping. i feel ultimatley torn. I want to live my life. I want to have memories. Parents suck. My driveway at sunset. it’s nice but i’m so scared.
i wish i was held everytime i cried
i think this is the reason i keep going to you. because you give me a hug every time. I also think this is the reason i love arms so much.
the mesh of lips fitting together like puzzle pieces. Bodies so close you can feel the other’s heartbeat.
i miss kissing
even if it is meaningless
unnerving: mliaverage: Today, my parents called my brother down to talk to him about getting in trouble in school. Rather than obediently coming downstairs like I was expecting, my brother swings down the banister, grabs his keys off the counter and screams “YOU WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS AS THE DAY YOU ALMOST CAUGHT CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW” before speeding off down the road. My brother rocks....
i think your awesome.