September 2009
139 posts
Can I get yo numbah?
New phone, same number, just none of yours..
I've been compulsively downloading music
and I realized I should probably restore what is already on my iPod so I don’t lose anything. I’m only in the B’s so far and over 14gigs. I only have a 16gig iPod. Fuck.
Searching for new beginnings.
Who’s coming with me?
Waiting.
Then hopefully going to get hot chocolate. It sounds really good right now. I might just go buy a huge case of it, who knows. I just know I want some. I want to go to the cider mill too. Nice chilled cider and a cinnamon doughnut or two. Mmm, too good. I love fall.
I should be looking forward to tomorrow. I mean, I have so many reasons to. But I’m just not.
threechzoctopie:
I thought I knew who I was. But now I don’t even know. I have lost my self. I just want to bury my self deep in the earth.
taylorbamrick:
I’ll never be good enough for anyone.
and no one will be good enough for me..
I hate having to be accounted for. An explonatiin for every action or inaction. Imagine what it would be like to be free. To not have to answer to anyone about anything. For people to just accept something as it is with out prejudgement or assumptions. To be able to take responsibility for your own self and decide what and why you want to do, just because.
Say what you mean, mean what you say.
What a surprise..
No, not at all.
I’m not pretty, and I’m not trying to be.
A Guy & a Girl
awoodennickel:
A Guy and a Girl can just be friends. But at one point or another, they will fall for Each other… Maybe temporarily. Maybe at the Wrong time. maybe too late. Or maybe forever…
Get me out of this house.
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
and I...
– Lily Allen
No matter how much light is lifting me up, there’s always that dark in the back of my mind holding me down.
This day, no matter how much it dragged on, I enjoyed it.
I think it’s time for me to rest up and be ready for another full day tomorrow.
All thoughts considered.
I still have not a clue what to think.
taylorbamrick:
I’m sitting on my porch, drowning myself in Modern Life is War, while watching all the passing cars with their passengers all having somewhere to be, and people to see. And then there’s me. It’s times like these when I wish I had a girl who could come over or even call me, so I don’t have to spend all day with my head buried in my hands, staring at the floor, with a couple of tears...
I don’t know what to think right now. I don’t know what I even want to think right now.
What the shit is Skype?
Lets call it a night.
My mind is racing yet all I can hear is my hearts steady beat between my ears.
Thump, thump, thump.
Just pounding along, a beat a second, relaxed as ever.
Then how is it that can I feel so tense?
Paaahhh!
Change the circumstances.
NCIS! NCIS! AHHHH<3 Love
Back to homewerk. Wonderful. LOVEE IT..
lallalalalalalallallaalalala
snap clapp clap clap snap clap snap clap
I’m goin’ away my dear..
Tumblr is so impersonal.
I kind of wish it could be more personal, like knowing who actually reads yours, or who’s following you because they are actually interested, and who just kinda brushes on by. I feel like I am being mind raped if I say something that is really personal, or has a lot more relevance than when I generalize it and sum it up. I think I might have to take up a notebook and write to myself a bit.
This frozen pizza is
best before March 17 2007
You think it’s safe to eat it?
I want this day to end.
I want it to be tomorrow. I hate this feeling, and I’m sick of feeling this way. I want to change it. I need to change it. Yet how? I feel like my own life is out of my control. Out of my hands and in those of others, sacrificing my needs for theirs.
I love making CDs.
This girl in my class told me that soon enough there wont be any. I told her she was full of shit.
fuck my head
I really don’t know what to write on this fucking thing anymore.
– Myself (via jujumoshatron)
Thank you.
Now I really don’t know what to think anymore.
You know that feeling?
Where time seems to stand still as you watch it, only willing it to pass quicker?
Where it zips by unbeknownst to us all as we ignore it?
Why does it have to be so cruel?
Things like that, are just so reassuring.