i don't believe in coincidences. i've gotta figure out "why" two different guys, two days apart from each other, were playing The Format's Time Bomb loud enough to sing with and to grab my ear, not to mention reigniting my love of Dog Problems. i never listen to this cd anymore, yet when it came out i fucking adored it. then i just suddenly stopped ( Read more... )

i am a sponge. i am too easily pulled in different directions by different people. i need an anchor, a rock ( Read more... )

sidenote, i wonder what would happen if i introduced all my awkwardest friends to oneanother.

i feel safer antisocial.
but a whole lot less fun

we have different ideas of fun..
but wishes do come true, it just depends on the wisher.

so i'll make some more wishes.

it really is funny how you leave somewhere, come back, and everything/everyone is the same. for some reason i keep expecting people to change.. but they don't really. not saying it's a horrible thing, nor a great thing. just saying ( Read more... )

let your path find you.

it is highly amusing that my mom calls indie rock/pop-punk "that new age music."
i'm sure hit the lights would be glad to know that's what they are now
as i'm sure my body will be glad when i wash it
because i have the sweat of hit the lights members/fans/myself all over it yum.

if you can go pleasantly backwards, that is what i am doing.. thank you summer, for being a real summer.

oh the music

retiring a quote ( Read more... )

having nothing to do makes me tired :p

-She Who Dreads Weekends and Vacations