where have you been?

i've missed you so.

and now i feel like writing to some bob dylan.

i love my job. my family. my real friends. the ones who stick by me and are true and real and breathing.

i am okay.

I always get this god damn feeling in the pit of my stomach that you couldn't give a fuck.

Mostly because you try to start shit for no reason and because half the time I don't think you take me seriously.

I don't like to be taken seriously. But I do enjoy being considered and recognized.

homeade soup

room cleaning time

hang out sessions with the best

cute little boyfriend

i'd say i'm doing alright

i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart.

i love you tyler.

may your stillness be your ultimate peace.

a piece of me is forever missing.

I was asked if I believe in God ( Read more... )

01) White/Black Jeep Wrangler
02) Piano lessons
03) A NICE leather brown belt
04) A boy to cuddle with consistently
05) Dance lessons
06) To be writing a book that I'll actually finish
07) The Tommy Hilfiger striped/flowered bed set

Alas.

A new journal.

FRIENDS ONLY

but not like you care