December 2010
DROPPING FOLLOWERS LIKE SNITCHEZ AND DIMEZ. |:<
When we meet, i don’t want to be just the ‘new girl’ or the ‘next girl’ in your life, and we turn to lovers. I don’t want to be a stranger to you. I want to be the girl that you’ve seen in your dreams, or that you’ve pictured in your future. I wanna be your ideal image, come to life. I want to be ‘that girl’.
Infinity Guitars
Sleigh Bells
Infinity Guitars- Alexis Krauss
christmas= online shopping spree (;
the internet's a gateway, it seems.. losing followers, sorry for not keeping up on this.
“Is it cool for me to smother the facts? Is it cool for me to cover my tracks? If you’d never know. Or would me not bein’ honest hurt you more?”
—Hypothetically, Lyfe Jennings
crammmmed household atm. we all come together to remember ♥ always in our hearts.
Ditch The Ugly Friend
Like
Ditch The Ugly Friend- Like of Pac Div
collision, inspiration.
mr wonderful,
you were someone i saw potential in
i saw a soul that was worth investing in
instant connection, maybe not physical attraction
but you taught me affection
some may think that you’re a distraction, but you’re an inspiration
i’m in love with your ambition
you could settle for less but you strive for precision
you once said, that to love is to not be engulfed in our outer appearance, but by being engulfed in our colliding personalities and conversation
and i hope one day i’ll impact you
and i’ll change your life
and i’ll be the apocalypse
1000th post, whassup (:
criticize your expertise. otherwise, keep your potty comments to yourself.
Listen
What’s not to love- Dwele
maybe you're just a star now, floating about in the galaxy. wherever you are, i hope you're happier.
rest in paradise.
woke up to a chilly house, snow on the ground, proper breakfast & my morning coffee. ahh, relaxxxin'..
for the past hour, i've been creeping around my old neighborhood in socal, using googlemaps street view.
i miss it over there so much, it’s ridiculous. i’m getting depressed ;( night ch’yalllll.
In the midst of all this- seas of promiscuousness, desperation and empty promises. When the waters part, I hope to see you, bearing intimacy and inviting arms.
I'M SO MUTE ATM.
so tired, so uninspired. no relapse, no progression. loaftyloaftyloaft. i hope that that changes sooooon.
oh hello, every friday night @ home.
hey :), hows school and stuff?
it’s good, thanks for asking (: everything’s good. what do you do?
you're simply amazing. i'd love to creep into your head and view your thoughts, through your eyes, onto a projector. you're one of the most interesting people i've ever met.
Hey, watsup?
how are you?
can you reply in my ask box incase im not on tumblr.
heyy (: i’m amazing, thanks.
holy hell, my room is a sauna.
no one's perfect, don't expect perfect.
i beg to friggen differ. i hear this all the time, “stop expecting some amazing guy, no one’s perfect and you just turn down people expecting that.” in my opinion, i think that when i find someone, they’ll be perfect. i don’t think that me, or anyone else should settle for less than perfect. it’s not fair to you or the person you’re with. when i find someone, i’m hoping to love everything about him. and what others might consider flaws, will just be another asset about him that i love. ‘perfect’ is only limited by what bar you set it.
ouff, found an oldie cleaning my room.
Without the foundations in my life, what do I have left? My body’s a container holding no content.
I was above the clouds. Floating, flying in my fantasies.
I never thought about being too happy- my mistake.
Now that I’ve fallen, the memory of my euphoria pushes me ten feet lower than where I’d be without.
Like everyone, I’m all alone in my problems.
Losing grip of myself as well as my foundations.
With a shovel and bucket, I’ll dig to find myself.
The rest- taunting, incognito.
