because Hunter got me into Tumblr.
http://accidentpractice.tumblr.com/

"Moths, and all sorts of ugly creatures," replied Estella, with a glance towards him, "hover about a lighted candle. Can the candle help it?"

 (shit's really going alright, i'm just one of those overly emotional people who thinks things mean more than they do.)

I don't wanna be that girl at that bar anymore.  
Girls, if you see my boyfriend there without me, there's really no need to call to tell me, haha.

nightly/daily dreams of cars or large bodies of water.
i'm always driving, i always crash. i'm always trying to save people from drowning.

(i it's too consistent to mean nothing.)

i'm not used to feeling necessary. i never knew you could feel comfort and fear at once.

i know all relationships are an exchange of various needs and that our emotions are just chemicals in our brains.
sometimes, though, when you need each other most at the same time, and the chemicals are balancing each other, it makes magic.
i've never known ( Read more... )

that's it.
i've decided i would rather feel free and safe than comfortable and pampered, which is why i took the job at charley g's to save up money to move out of my father's house. i'm kind of a princess, and i know that i'll have to accept that $400/mo. rent won't give me what i'm used to.  it will be worth the freedom.
congratulations, jamie. ( Read more... )

 I never knew how well I could hold a grudge. It's an alarming conclusion to make about yourself when you try to be an understanding person ( Read more... )

 I don't know what to do with myself ( Read more... )

 too many funerals.