Even if today sucks, yesterday will have been a very good day.

Remember yesterday? About how I'd hoped something good would come out of the day ( Read more... )

Borrowing from Paramore, "for a pessamist, I'm pretty optimistic."

This will be the second year my birthday has turned out completely wrong, but I'm hoping that something at the end of the day will make it all worthwhile. And even if it doesn't, it's still my birthday and it is simply a day in my life ( Read more... )

I think the boy from the new Jimmy Eat World video is my soulmate.
Same converse, same comp. notebook.

Please, please, please, someone find him and send him to me.

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I can feel my health slipping away ( Read more... )

I figure, why not?
It only hurts for a little bit.

Apparently you need enough pain in your life to know that you are alive.

Since Valentine's day there has been this gorgeous chocolate lover's cake, just chilling in our fridge. Every day, I want a piece of it, but it makes my tummy angry. Today, i caved in an ate a piece.

Now my tummy is angry again.

Britt Reed, come get this cake.

I am an artist, therefore; I am a cannibal and a thief at the same time. I destroy the people I love and emulate and idolize the ones I hate. I am a walking contradiction with faulty parts and broken springs. But I am an artist, so it's okay to be this way ( Read more... )

Our snow is so hardcore it falls down straight.
No joke.

No, really, I'm not joking.

Pictures of my new holes:


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