You know you’ve read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little...– Paul Sweeney
How upset I got, thinking I would lose you to someone else. But in all honesty, If you don’t know how the fuck to balance your friendships, then some friend you are. I don’t just tell people my business or my deep dark secrets. If I tell you, you obviously mean something to me. Then for you to just completely cut me off like that? “Fade” my ass. You just don’t fucking...
Floating random thoughts before bed.
I’m starting to feel like things are getting back to the way they used to. And that’s a good thing for the most part. -why do I feel so sick all the time. I need a better immune system, therefore I’m taking adult gummies ^^ -I’m in the mood for a friends house, not school. Good night! <3
I can't believe I liked you.
richardhahn: lilisetch: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. reaction to past crushes. :)) OMHYGOLLEH. Laughtrip kay! :))) hahaha…. true true Touche, tumblr, Touche.
I may be young but I've seen the world, evil as...
Off the chest
1) I feel so neglected, and its always the blame game with you. Grow the fuck up. 2) I hate to know I let you in my life to later find out you replaced me. Thanks for making me feel lonelier. 3) Your immature and no one will love you if you don’t stop lying to everyone else, including yourself. 4) if you had a neck i’d slit it. 5) thank you for being my crutch when I...
I want a love like me, thinking of you, thinking of me, thinking of you type love or, me telling my friends more than I’ve ever admitted to myself about how I feel about you type love or, hating how jealous you are, but loving how much you want me all to your self type love, or seeing how your first name just sounds so good next to my last name, and shit, I wanted to see how far I could get...
I'm over you like a bridge over water.
ON THE STREET
tomywife: I’ll walk on the subway grates so you don’t have to.
It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you look in that body, but the things you do with it. You are beautiful. -The Host;
Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping … waiting … and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir … open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us … guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love … the clarity of hatred … the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without...
When they tell you its over your like: And you get home and your like: And your in your room like: And your mom walks in and gives you a lecture about ‘theres more guys/girls out there’ and you just like: And then the next day you see a cute guy/girl and your like: And they come up to you and your like: And a week later they ask you out and your like: But inside your like: ...
You’ve been a good year to me, asides from all the black holes you sucked me into and the sharp turns I fell off the edge from. There’s nothing I would change because I feel perfectly placed where you put me.