fuck, im a mess.

Re·morse: Pronunciation: ri-'mors Function: noun Etymology: Middle English, from Middle French remors, from Medieval Latin remorsus, from Late Latin, act of biting again, from Latin remord Ere to bite again, from r mord Ere to bite 1 : a gnawing distress arising from a sense of guilt for past wrongs : 2. obsolete :

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so i just realized something that you probably dont care about, but i think i have a new appreciation for the famous italian pastry otherwise known as the canoli.

appreciation, not love.
they really arent all theyre made out to be. i mean, i dont neccesarily think they are good enough to make a cake out of.

stupid me, rambling, sorry, im done now

oh man. today was, good for a minute bad for another, good for the next minute bad for the other. it was a day full of ups and downs i guess you could say ( Read more... )

Post a memory of me as a comment in this entry. It can be anything you want. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people remember of you.

hey, when the fuck is fleet week? i need a fucking sailor.

today.school.left early.layed on a couple blankets.ticks. broken glass everywhere.hot-dog.top of the world.walked for 15 minutes into the woods. a valley.deer-antler. pot. cookies.jonos. jello shots.beer.get in a fight with two crazy bitches at tallman park.not sleep.played with a pitbull puppy ( Read more... )

if your reading this right now: its beautiful fucking day out, go outside.

<3

ive realized that although im surrounded by people who are miserable, im pretty fucking chipper.

..enjoy it before it makes me bitter.

last night was the paragraph show. although it wasnt really a show, it was more like a lot of drinking followed by a fight(which isnt surprising) and then a move to odessa ( Read more... )

these past few days have been ( Read more... )