it feels like i always have too much time and never enough all at once. there's so much i could say, but the words are too stale, too bitter, too little too late. so i'll take a deep breath and move on. for now, not forever.

things i want, fall 2009 edition:  to finish a thought, butterscotch leaves falling on my shoulders, my sleeve to finally ( Read more... )

 the one thing i've learned in my 27 years on this earth is this: the nicer you think someone is, the bigger the asshole they turn out to be. 

clementine: you're married ( Read more... )

i really need to go to bed. i havent slept properly all week and i'm sure we know why. but my mom just posted this on facebook and can we just take a minute to talk about how my mom was hot shit in her day? i mean, seriously.
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i would just like to make it known that i am so ready for it to be halloween.

about morals, i know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.it's all subjective. my headache, your life - one isn't any better than the other. a book doesn't make a good person. thousands of words, passed down from drunken hands to eager eyes, those pearly gates and your satin robes, your ( Read more... )

somebody said this of gatsby and catcher in the rye: they aren't great books and the characters (esp. holden caulfield) aren't characters that any adult should ever be identifying with, unless they're still at the maturity level of a 15 year old ( Read more... )

we are far past the point where you get to waltz in and out of my life whenever you choose. fuck you.

i had dreams of crocheted scarves, walking suburban streets in montana, ex-boyfriends and out of tune guitars, ex-friends and rush hour traffic phone calls, and an upside down and backwards road trip to alabama which only leads me to believe that i need to get the hell out of this place. and soon. but i wonder if i actually belong anywhere at all ( Read more... )

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