One year of crying, one year of remembering, one year of wishing things were different, one year of "what if"s, one year of prayers.
One year, 365 days, 525,600 minutes.

RIP Emily and Will, you're still in our prayers

I have to say, one of the few really good things about Cocoa Beach is the roof of the CBSC garage. I sat there today with three of the most awesome people ever and it was just so peaceful to watch all that life going on down there but up where we were there wasn't a care in the world (apart from some idiots driving at 172.5 miles an hour behind us ( Read more... )

Whose cruel idea was it to put an 's' in lisp, anyway?

Lauren reckons I look like I got attacked by a cigar on my chest where I got cut..but it also makes me look like I was in a hxc gang or something. It's pretty tuff.

That's no excuse for rudeness

Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.

Everything I've ever wanted and more...

I hate being the third wheel.

And if you think this is about love, then that's just ridiculous.

Today my sister reminded me of the tale in which she saved me from leeches when I was three years old. She's such an awesome person, I love her a lot.

The biscuit will only dare to be just a biscuit when it is with its true friend the potato.