February 2011
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Building a fort.
Expectations: Reality:
Thank goodness
time to breathe and be happy
January 2011
30000.) I am a quiet girl to the public but when...
Time for bed
not looking forward for this week to start. Tomorrow is Chris and my day. Tuesday Jenn and me have to do shit not excited for that at all, I’m terrified. Wednesday my mom leaves and that’s usually Zakk’s and my day. Thursday I hope is early release. Then it’s the weekend and my boyfriend leaves to go up north to visit family. Depending on Tuesday is how my week’s mood...
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Day 4 - What you wear to bed
I have 5 different pajama pants I’ll wear: two red flannels, gray sweats, Pepsi pants, or my boyfriends green/blue pants(these are my favorite to wear to bed). For a top I will either wear the shirt I wore that day if it’s a little over sized, if not I just find a shirt that is just super big to wear to bed, or my boyfriend’s Vegas sweater that he let’s me keep and I...
I usually am such a pile
today I:
cleaned up my entire room
hung up/put away all my clothes
cleaned all my sheets and pillow cases
did my laundry
cleaned my entire car(it smells like something died in there)
took a shower
and even after all that I had time to hang out with my friends and just chill. I am proud of myself. It really helped my stress level getting all the messes out of my life. I feel a lot more...
He's not telling me
even when I ask him a million times if he’s ok, but I know he’s not. There’s something wrong. He’s been off all weekend and it’s making me more upset. I hate seeing him upset, his smiles are what makes my day, and us laying in my bed taking the breath from each other and getting in face licking fights and kissing him everywhere on his face and the last place I get is...
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When you send a text to the wrong person...
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29947.) Just remember, I was there for you no...
Everything is clean
time to go to Chris’ house and hang out with friends and my boyfriend
To me, it seems as if Tumblr is becoming a...
Time to clean
I can’t deal with having my car a mess anymore, and I can’t deal with clothes all over my floor, and I need money for this week. So time for chores and cleaning around the house.
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My mom is so fucking dumb
I never freak out, I’m always happy, I freak out for ONE FUCKING DAY and she automatically thinks I’m doing hard drugs. She’s done this with both my sister’s too.
Know what fuck you mom, you never try to understand any of us you just automatically assume shit. I’m not fucking dumb I don’t want to ruin my life I stopped being friends with a shit load of people...
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Day 3 - What kind of person attracts you?
Well if we’re going just by looks, I like guys with swishy hair that’s shaggy kind of, I love scruff, tallish, and not super skinny, but like not fat, skinnies, and v-necks, beanies. You get the picture. If I’m not being shallow here.
Just my boyfriend. I’m never going to like anyone else so I’ll just go by what makes me love him. He’s nothing like the guy...
29838.) I love the face you make when you're mad...
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Day 2 - How have you changed in the last two...
In the last two years… I stopped posting on THC when I was like number one poster, that site saved my life knd of. I learned not to ever trust guys after my first boyfriend cheated on me. I ended up completly heartbroken and pretty much getting with anyone, even if I ddn’t have feelings for them. I got my first D on my report card after giving up in high school, I was a straight A...
That moment when you feel like crying but don't...
fuck-yeah-tumblrs-best-posts:
Then suddenly, someone asks you “are you okay?”
so you go:
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I just have no words
they are down the street at my BESTFRIENDS house and have been the entire time and I told them if they stay in town I can hang out with them until 11. I really feel like punching someone right now this is such bullshit. I am done I am so done with life.
This day just does not fucking end
my boyfriend was like are you gonna call me, and I’m like no I’ll talk to you tomorrow and we both said those same lines like three times and then he;s like fine I’ll call you and you better answer. I texted him at 7 saying goodnight. No response. I called him at 8:30 and then texted him, no response back. I called him twice in the last ten minutes and texted his bestfriend. No...
Someone brain wash my memory
I want no more recollection of my life I want to start over and before you do that take me to Jersey or a different continent, anywhere but California, please.
A year ago...
I lost a friend I have known literally since the day he was born. He died skating on a road and a car pulled a hit and run and left him to die. I still remember every single moment of that night. It all happened within like 15-20 minutes, but it felt so slow. There has not been one day where I haven’t thought about him or his accident or some type of memory I had with him. Only a few people...
Dropping your phone.
fuck-yeah-tumblrs-best-posts:
The first time:
The next few times:
After a million times:
After a billion times:
ludejaw:
Love is a luxury, she said, “I’d rather be in love than dead.”
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