been a long time. but ive been thinking a lot recently and have no where to put it. i have no patience for journals or diaries. i just end up critiquing my handwriting and wondering if i'll ever learn how to write cursive. i need to leave this place. not because i hate it here. in fact i thought i would never leave naples when i was younger. my ( Read more... )

( Read more... )

when i found out, i honestly couldn't believe it. not you chip. you were only 18. i can't stop crying. im just hoping that you'll call me and say this was all a joke. you were so special to me. and i didn't even get to see you the last time you were down. i love you so much chip. i miss you.

( Read more... )

I SAY, THAT THIS SATURDAY, WE ALL PUT ON OUR "GRUBBY" CLOTHES AND PICK UP TRASH.
seriously.

( Read more... )

fuck you hurricane.

1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )

yay.
im 17.
:)

okay. last night between the hours of 10:00 and 12:30,
i lost all the self-respect and dignity i ever had.
and i loved every minute of it.

amber + me = dancing machines