i'm pretty sure this is the umpteenth time i've written this... or something like this ( Read more... )

it is not how many times you fall apart, but the number of times you lose a piece when you put yourself back together that determine how weak you truely are.

so if you have never fallen apart before, and when you do you lose it all... how weak does that make you?

it's really hard to be worth anything in life when you have no marketable skills and everyone thinks you should be in a 72-hour hold just because of your complete and total disregard for your own personal safety, which makes you willing to try almost anything and you find as your only redeeming human quality ( Read more... )

i hate... with all my heart... FINALS ( Read more... )

i learned today that no matter what great things you do, how much you know, how fairly you treat people... it's never enough. life is a struggle not against others but against yourself. when you're in class you're not competing against your peers, you're competing against your best. and no metter what, you will never be the best you, because no ( Read more... )

it's always amazing when you can sit on the phone with someone and think about what you were like when you were young and what you thought you would become and be able to say with a smile "Hot Damn! I was right ( Read more... )

late at night, speeding down the freeway with your windows stuck slightly open as the rain gets more furious and starts pouring inside. you're cold and wet and exasperated. the cranberries' Dreams comes on the radio and it blasts through your entire body, you accelerate and let the rhythm of the music match the pressure of the gas pedal ( Read more... )

i'm single. and generally i'm bitter, as anyone who has ever met me knows ( Read more... )

I love my husband.

♥

i love my friends alot.

i love my "sisters".

i love my brothers.

i love my sorority sisters.

they make the bad times just a little bit easier. and i love them for it.