The plans I make still have you in them,
'Cause you come swimming into view,
And I'm hanging on your words like I always used to do,
The words they use so lightly, I only feel for you,
I only know because I carry you around,
In the background.
I'm in the background.

"For years you maybe will leave your past behind, like whatever it was wasn't so important after all. Have the trees told you nothing of roots? They can only grow as tall as their legs. You're all torso and attitude, stout and in dire need of rainwater."

As the weeks progress I feel less and less inclined to update this. In a nutshell, I got in a car accident, which is blowing everything shitty in my life way out of proportion. I feel like I'm already so stressed out and school hasn't even started yet. This summer has had it's up's and down's for me; I'm sad for it to end but at the same time ( Read more... )

Can't seem to figure out what
happens after this

"God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change. The courage to change the things I can.
And the wisdom to know the difference."

As my OCD starts to control my life I feel like I am going crazy, constantly repeating words and phrases to myself and counting them on my fingers repeatedly until I feel satisfied. I'm beginning to think that I have a love/hate relationship with habits and routines. There are some I've grown to honestly loathe, like hair maintenance, and I'm being ( Read more... )

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These past few days have really helped to solidify how glad I am that a large percentage of Deep Run's shit-talking-North-Face-wearing-Kenny-Chesney-listening pieces of shit are being swallowed up by Virginia Tech in about a month. Seriously, get a fucking clue ( Read more... )

I pulled off an 1860 on the June SAT; compared to my initial 1790 I am proud of myself.

There's a boy in Africa that needs to come home.

Summer is spending about 72 consecutive hours
with your best friend.


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