August 2010
Dear tumblr, I'm about to upload an immense amount...
July 2010
“I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.”
– Audrey Hepburn (via girlwithoutwings) (via quote-book)
“We’re still buddies after all. I mean I’d still want you to come to...”
– Jeremy
I hate it when you refer to me as turtle:[
coffee cup conversations
A remedy I have always appreciated when things seemed to pile up into a sloppy mess. Anyone remember Jeremy? Bleh, regardless, he’s a close friend of mine who has had me violently hurt him before. He came out to coffee knowing the risks of me wanting to talk in such a unhappy mood.
He’s been medicated since I’ve met him 6 ish years ago. Bi polar, anxiety…it reminds me of...
A secret;
Something that forces me to smile throughout my day, forcing me to think better of the day and to not sulk anymore.
The kids I work with (I rarely use the word kids considering it’s a word for a baby goat, but continuing) are a strong, strong bunch. Whether their parents refuse to show up, or refuse to keep in contact, these kids keep hoping that they’ll at least see them again before...
I could have died/ fatherly love.
Me: OH MY GOD A BUG AHHHHHHHHHH
[ten long minutes later]
Father: What was that?
Me: THERE WAS A BUG IN HERE WHAT IF IT KILLS ME?
Father: I don't see a bug.
Me: It ran under my bed, dad, get it get it get it!
Father: I don't see anything, your room is messy.
Me: DIG FOR IT, OR IT WILL EAT ME.
Father: Nope I hear/see nothing, I'm not gonna catch it. If it were in your car what would you do?
Me: Pull over, open all possible exits and pray to God that it doesn't reproduce.
Father: you're useless.
and they will try to make us forget ourselves, one...
@JenniferNaomi
haha WE MUST IMPRESS HIM SO HE CAN LOVE ME LONG TIME.
He is so damn attractive. We’ll work on another one soon! <3 Let’s do one Sunday!
I can't sleep i can't sleep I can't sleep ef, I'm... →
crysthao-deactivated20130209 asked: NOV 20thhhhh! :D :D
This is gold. Noted: back wayy way wayy way way...
And when company, won’t call. stuck with a mouthful of ten thousand wrong words it’s all I got, and it’s all I want. You know I think getting through shit, you need someone. I enjoyed waking up to Crystal, and going to bed with Crystal. Having her here for a week only made me envy all the things that she possessed and all the things she was able to aquire through her short...
CONFLICT!
November 19th runs into MCS and HARRY POTTER.
WTF?
OH MY GOD. Well I’ve waited 4 years for MCS to tour again back in Texas and here they are. MCS MCS MCS MCS MCS MCS MCS MCS <3
AND I have a partner to go with OH GOD.
Regardless I must see them again with Say Anything. Harry potter can wait just a teensy little bit, that and Mr. Andrew needs to give me my ravenclaw scarf :[
ramble...
HOLY SHIT
I now have November 19th reserved on my calendar. Don’t make plans on that day, and even if you do, whatever idgaf, I’m going to see two amazing things happen in one simultaneous night.
I will need a partner, to makesure I don’t end up dead or raped.
Also, if anyone is up late tonight and finds themselves sleepless, use your mobile device to send a message to my mobile device...
4 tags
Listen to this song →
It’s a weird monotonous song with no infliction of tone, however the words of it all, I feel like illustrate clearly what I want in life.
well, I only wish you trouble and I hope you die.
I know, real fuckin’ mature of me. By the way, Thanks for the song, Jennifer :]
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition,...”
– Philippians 4: 6-7
Tina, I didn’t just blow past St. Michael’s Academy. Forever hacked, Reyann <3
“I still get nightmares. In fact I get them so often I should be used to them by...”
– House of Leaves
Tumblr, when I tell you I’m going on a hiatus, I’m a liar. Also, I was told way back when that when you read a book a second time, it means something different to you because by then, you’re a different person.
Well, I’m about to test out this statement with...
Why did I do what I just did? Why did I do that?...
That wasn’t smart, that was dumb. That wasn’t going to solve anything/fix anything/make you feel better.
Nope it made you feel worse, right? Exactly. Now the question is, why did you do it still? And what made you feel like you were allowed to. This is poison. That idea, was poison. And now you are to stay with your choices, consequences. (this is all me talking to myself FYI)
...
“Pray to God for strength”
– An answer to “what do I do now?”
*sigh*
hiatus. or no more tumblr/facebook/social networking for a long time. work for the next forever and many sleepless nights to…toss and turn about.
There's
an upset to my organs.
Also, the newfound courage that was developed and nurtured with newfound temporary friends seemed…powerful. Almost invincible and I believed in my own promises.
Step foot back onto home soil, and the support seems like a mere echo. Why is it harder now than earlier? Because like many of you who know me, “I’m weak” and I’ll continue the way I...
what was i thinking?
I don’t know, however “I was’t prepared for this.”
Things are easier when alcohol blurs the lines between reality and I guess, idealistic situations. However that statement could easily lable me as an alcoholic.
Those words aren’t mine for the most part.
cdangt:
I’m currently attempting to delete 2 years worth of photos that we took together. It’s going to be a long night. But it has to be done because that chapter of my life is over.
Vulcanize your emotions and pictures.
It’ll go by faster.
Casualties of trust
lots of broken things. Friendships, connections, relationships. Casualty of vulnerability? I don’t feel like I need to reiterate that to you.
Sorry I canceled, Barrett.
“oooo he used emoticons. He must realllyyyy like you.”
What is offered not in America
Bongs made out of seashells tons of pipes. climbing waterfalls and dropped caramels. AA for 17 year olds. Sleeping in twin sized beds with 3 people, drooling on Dillion ;] matching outfits.
we were badasses.
“Did you touch my roll? I don’t want to go to prison! Don’t drop the...”
– Circa 2006
attitude.
Mom: What are you doing?
Me: Reading.
Mom: *throws hands up in the air like a pissed off teenager*
Me: What?
Mom: Why aren't you packing?
Me: Mom, I'm going to be up all night, I'll have plenty of time to cram everything in a bag.
Mom: Are you hungry?
Me': No I'm full.
Mom: yeah, whatever, trying to stay small.
Dear Reyann,
please stop crying. I’ll only be gone for a bit and then we can talk on the phone all day everyday when I come home. I can’t come over tonight because I have to pack, really pack, and not lie to my mom about packing. Then we can play with Sadie in the woods till our legs are swollen from the mosquitoes, or sit around campfires with multiple rich kids with money on their mind.
We can...
“Can you come by today? I’ll brush your hair and let you kayak for hours.”
– I’m waiting to work to call before I leave.
