January 2011
88 posts
we’re the generation full of liars and fakes
so hungry for fame we’ll do whatever it takes
when promiscuous girls liven up the TV
we’ve got nothing left and we sell it for free
now try to tell why we don’t eat, we don’t sleep, we don’t love, we don’t dream
dead at the scene.
so what’s that you say, that you’re in it for love?
well sex,...
so easy, to come full circle. so easy to fall back in. so easy to drown. so easy to get lost in everything I spent months trying to hate, so easy to go back on myself. so easy to ache, so easy to need, so easy to forget to breathe, so easy to break.
“No one’s yucky. Everyone’s beautiful.”
– Grace, my sister who is turning 4 in February. (via samanthaunravels)
where did you come from, where have you been? I...
listening to this condition and pondering.
goals/ambitions for the near future:
start going to yoga more often
start cooking at home more often
stop drinking soda
grow my hair and and perm it? ke$ha style
start wearing dresses and skirts more often
stop ripping every pair of tights I put on
do well in school
spend more time with the people who matter most
finally finish writing/recording my EP
YEAH, GOODNIGHT
you didn’t have to spend those weeks in my head
you didn’t have to live with better off dead
you didn’t have to spit out spiteful words through the blood coating your teeth
you didn’t bend, and break, and hit the ground on your pathetic, broken knees
no there’s a lot of things you had to be
but thank god you didn’t have to be me.
That awkward moment I see you in that stupid blue jacket you were so excited about finding at good will, remembering your smile that day and your smoke and your whiskey and your being. That was so long ago, now.
can't sleep. who wants to talk?
Anonymous asked: your tattoos are stupid.
Anonymous asked: nobody likes you.
Anonymous asked: don't you get lonely?
Anonymous asked: why don't you get a boyfriend already?
puppy is asleep in the bed already.
chats, a cup of coffee, enjoying taking it easy finally for a night.
my next post is going to be my 500th post.
lol wut?
why doesn’t anyone even read what I have to say?
it was so easy.
it was so hard to drive in. to know it might be the last time. knowing it was the first time in a long time. but it was so easy to take a breath and collapse. it was so easy to tell you everything. to fall into routine. it was so simple to come home, to walk that familiar street and breathe in that familiar city’s air.
old school for lunch today.
ham sandwich, rootbeer, plain potato chips.
who wants to hang out after I work tonight?
today I told a friend "nobody falls for a girl...
I meant it. oof.
you’re all the same, you’re all the same
tonight is so so good
and I’m on a couch with miss chelsea dolan and matt.
oh, and I love everything right now. including what’s going on OVER my lap right now.
KE$HA THEMED THURSDAY WHAT WHATTTT
I'm really genuinely trying to motivate myself...
also I’m ridiculously sleepy.
and starving. I’m glad I got out this morning and got breakfast.
venturing to brighton this evening.
