There's snow outside in April in Arizona ( Read more... )

It's been over a year since I've posted. I'm back to where I was a year ago, minus the fact that I'm not in college. I'm still pining after the same girl, even though I don't want to be. It's all I think about, it has become unhealthy, but the things she said leads me to believe there's something more than her just deciding to stop talking to me ( Read more... )

I feel like I just got stabbed in the heart. I made a promise, I had every intenton of keepng it but I failed. I didn't even MEAN to ( Read more... )

2 months exactly until I'm in San Francisco with my bestie! I can't wait I'm so excited. Kaylee called me this evening nd off and on tonight and she's doing well which makes me happy. I need to send her sour punch straws and good hot chocolate ( Read more... )

I haven't been so sad in a very long time. It's strange to think of my best friend in college in seven hour classes. I'm going to miss her very much- well I already do, but you get the point ( Read more... )

Sometimes ignorance really is bliss.

I snooped too...it was bad, but it was in plain view..just on face book for me to see out in the open, except way back in the history of comments. Way back in the picture history which had to do with- ooohp you guessed it!- CAMPING.

I think forks in eyes would work too.

I've got the words, but lack the inspiration.

For a good read pick up John Grisham's A Painted House. It's a very good book, it takes a little while to get into, but it's an amazing story about people who seem to lead an ordinary life like you and I. It takes place in Arkansas on a cotton farm and the protagonist is a seven year-old boy which provides and interesting perspective. With love, an ( Read more... )

I wanna be a part of it..NewYoooooooooooooork!! DA DAAAA

So New York was good and I am more like my Mom's best frend Kathy than I am my Mother or Father, kinda weird.

The best way to test out if you look good in an outfit is to take a walk down Park Avenue.

"Momma look there's Belle" I wish I was Belle, but one little girl thought I was.

I freaked out and sad a lot of things, but I meant them. I still mean them because that is how I feel and I don't bottle things up. I feel that to be a good friend you don't tell your friend she's a fucking retard when she's trying to help you because you're the one supposed to be driving ( Read more... )