Ode to the Violin in breathing, byt Yellowcard:
When the music comes to a stopping point and the violin gushes energy as everything is poised for the next line...it's gorgeous.
I applaud you. Keep on playing on my iTunes.
The End.

My eyelids are glue to the back of my head, but i refuse to disturb the reading process. I find it to be quite like sleepwalking and if you wake a person too soon, you could ruin it ( Read more... )

I wish i had tomorrow off.
itd be nice just to sit around all day like any regular Xmas eve.
i want to play with presents.
and someone rocks my universe :D

Postcard X is back up.
Yay, i love random kindness.

*can we bury the real reasons why?
and if we can,
will they stay away in the darkness?*

fun can be described in a crush
whiles crushes are fickle, few and far between.
if this were a limmerick, I'd be the same.
and so'd she.
which is the beauty of life.
Because I hate limmericks.
Luckily it only made sense to me.

oh, i just found out that it is against NC law to work within 24 hours of being sick.
thats awesome.

ugh. i hate her
i hate her
i hate her.

is it ok to say im already sick of this?
judging is bullshit btw. and if i get any more votes, im deleting them

i wish i could say how i really felt ( Read more... )

It's hard to believe that colors aren't real.