there are moments and times when i get sick of being treated badly by people i trust.

in other words, mr. hare is probably my favorite person of the day.

we're living anticipating the day we'll get a phone call from God telling us it's finally time

i hate someone

i want to know how it feels to hold your hand. i want to know how it feels to hold your heart. but what i want most is a dry eye when everything crumbles.

i gave blood today ( Read more... )

melancholy, today was exactly like the moment i turned on mtv for the god knows how many time, and realized that there was no way that the real world was really real or all the girls were as pretty as they were in laguna beach as they are face-to-face ( Read more... )

one is a tragedy.

three is a statistic.

how many will it take to make us realize we aren't invincible?

please don't make me do this.

don't make me choose.

i can't begin to tell you how much i love you.

but we can't do this.

thank God I have junior civitans to remind me that at the end of the day, it doesn't matter how much personal character you have. What really matters, is what people think about you.

"we accept the love we think we deserve"

-the perks of being a wallflower.