I know I say I like random hook-ups, but somehow "Your tits are perfect" doesn't compare to "I love you." And that's the truth ( Read more... )

I just feel like giving up ( Read more... )

My heart is breaking ( Read more... )

At least this way, I'll have something to look forward to when I come back.

This is always the scariest part. The anticipating. The waiting. The worrying. What's weird? It's the best part too.

That we should really stop stressing about guys.

Because seriously, when you're frusterated to the point where you're either gonna become a nun or a lesbian, in most cases than not..

he's
just
not
that
into
you.

It's becoming increasingly easier for me to accept this fact.

Cinzetti's. Tuesday night.
For me, Clair, and Molly's birthdays.
Dressing up.
Ummm, I think that's it.
We'll figure out times and shit later.

Can't wait to see everybody <3

It feels like high school all over again. Isn't this whole 'guy thing' supposed to get easier after we graduate?

That's what I thought and now we're stuck writing pros and cons on a Taco Bell napkin. I feel like I'm 14 fucking years old again.

I have become what I used to preach against.

I let someone cheat on their girlfriend. With me. Knowingly. The more I think about it, the more it bothers me and what bothers me even more is that I would let it happen again...in a heartbeat.

I can't imagine how she would feel if she found out. I'm sorry.

My last weekend home. I couldn't have painted a better picture for myself. God, I have some amazing stories to tell...

"Sometimes we love people so much that we have to be numb to it. Because if we actually felt how much we love them, it would kill us."
There are few people in the world that I really do love this much and leaving them is going to be ( Read more... )

I think I've been pretty good about this whole thing ( Read more... )