February 2010
I DON’T WANNA.
January 2010
OF ALL LATE-NIGHT MINOR AFFLICTIONS, WHY THE HICCUPS?
MY HAND KEEPS OPENING UP AND BLEEDING ALL THE FUCK OVER EVERYTHING. WHY IS MY BODY SO WEAK AND DISGUSTING?
To not go back with someone else when I’m drunk is a very new and special thing.
I ran away,
cranberryglasses:
now im lost and cant find my way home
I love you, Simonne. Hold on. Call me.
I want to be back in your arms in your eyes again.
DON’T WANNA GO TO CLASS C’MON SEMESTER PICK UP THE PACE. I want routine to be established so that I can get lost in repetition and wake up in a few weeks saying how quickly it seems to be going by. This is too slow.
Anonymous asked: Why does the porridge bird lay his egg in the air?
blood and coffee
are all over my stuff. i managed to knock over a half-full cup of coffee onto my stack of new notebooks, then reopened a cut on my hand while scrambling to clean it all up.
p.s. i wish that the fallout from my breakups would stop overlapping with the beginnings of new relationships. i suppose that’s inevitable, though. at least it keeps me believing in men. there is always someone better, and something new and exciting within a new person. i can fall in and out of love at the same time. i think that may be something to be proud of.
edit: I JUST TURNED A...
i haven’t been angry, but i’ve felt the need to express anger ever since returning to school. i nearly threw my cup against the wall at dinner last night for no reason, but then chose not to when i remembered that the cup was not made from glass and would not shatter.
put things in my head →
THE INTERNET AT SCHOOL IS SO SLOW.
MY BODY AND MY SELF ARE GOING TO DO WHAT THEY FUCKING WANT TO.
pandalux asked: what is your perfect job?
“WE ARE DYNAMIC. WE ARE NOT STATIC.”
– I hope you’re right. You’re always right.
LONG-DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP, HERE WE GOOOOOO!
http://tinkillbell.tumblr.com/ask
do you wanna? do ya do ya wanna?
“oh, dear, we’ll be together forever
because i’ve tied our shoelaces...”
– all girl summer fun band