January 2011
Gah, that smile, those eyes...curse you for being...
Hanna Sarte, I love you!
You know its just hard to see anything good about...
You know...
Saying what is exactly on your mind or how you feel either makes you a bitch or a douche bag. We live in a society where telling people how they make you feel is tabooed. I dont believe in living lies. And I always back up what I say, I don’t mindlessly scream or cry for nothing. So for all those who think anything I say or feel is wrong, I got this to say:
Suck my nonexistent dick and kiss...
Him: How could you possibly love me more..?
Me: You just don't believe in pixie dust.
Him: Fairytales are hard to believe in anymore.
Me: Do you believe in me?
Him: I've loved you, held you, felt you...if you're not real I don't wanna know what 'real' is.
When you asked if I needed you, I said no. And I don’t. 7th and 8th grade, I needed you. Maybe even 9th. But over the year I’ve had to harden up and learn to live life without you. I’ve learned to do things, to talk to people and to handle my problems by myself, without your support. I may not need you anymore, and I may not have an actual reason to be in your life…but I...
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L O L
I FIXED IT
oh my god
This is beautiful.
Ohh <3
wooww
Haha <3
❒ Single ❒ Taken ✔ I need money
when you see someone you used to talk to
.... :(
...What do I do now?
Real eyes. Realize. Real. Lies.
Challenge Day.
If you really knew me,
You would know I was standing outside in a very long line with my friend Kristina, who was mildly excited about attending Challenge Day while I was nervous as hell. I didn’t know what I was getting into, or what was going to be thrown at me, and though I’ve attended similar events Michael Voss’ words “it’ll change your life” rang in my...
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...Anywhere!
Me: JUST A HOMETOWN GIRL. LIVIN' IN A LONELY WORLD.
Michael: TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN
Me: GOIN'...!
Dakota: ..I don't like that song.
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Get in the kitchen!
Dakota: http://guyswithbrain.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Psssh-Woman.jpg
Me: That is sickeningly funny.
Dakota: I know, It's sad. Damn sexism! That poor child...
Michael: Stop worrying about that child and get in the kitchen. :D
Dakota: You know what's in the kitchen?
Me: Your mom?
Dakota: Knives. And do you know where the knives can be?
Michael: ...In your mom?
Oh, if only I could share this feeling with the...
Greetings. (I don't know why I'm posting this, I...
Connor Austin: Hello
Me: 'Ello.
Dakota: Hi.
Michael: Yo.
“This is my skin. It keeps out the rain and words...
when your friends start talking about things you...
so you’re just standing there like, how could you like that stuff?
It's a start.
I deleted all the messages you’ve ever given me, so that I don’t have to look back and remember how things use to be.
I buried your gifts deep in my closet until I’m ready to look at it without feeling remorse.
I’ve taken off all your quotes. All the things you’ve written me.
All the things I’ve written about you.
And tomorrow I’ll go back to the way...
I'm fucking cold. I'm fucking shaking.
I miss you, though I shouldn’t. I’m not really ashamed of admitting it. And if you are, well that sucks for you. Because its a shame if you’re unable to admit how you feel. I’m not afraid to feel things.
I’m not afraid to say how I feel. I’m not afraid to scream when I’m angry or cry when I’m sad. Because as you die in silence, protecting everyone...
