Ever get to the point where you want something but you are terrified that you want it and unsure whether it's the right time and place to reach out and get it?

Story of my fucking life.

Two headed boy there's no reason to grieve,
The world that you need is wrapped in gold, silver sleeves
Left beneath Christmas tree's in the snow.
I will take you and leave you alone.
Watching spirals of white softly flow,
Over your eyelids and all you did was wait until the point when you let go.

So exciting news ( Read more... )

Who would have thought that I was a romantic? It's been so long. It's weird.

Come get all of your clothes. Ana washed them (thank your lucky stars) and unless you are Ana, Laura or I your clothes do not belong here. Come get them by next friday, or I am disposing of them as I see fit. I mean, come on. There is a huge basket of them ( Read more... )

I know that she doesn't get it, that she's a hopeless romantic, and doesn't understand the concept of not needing a relationship to be happy. But it's awkward and it hurts when she makes comments about David and I getting back together ( Read more... )

Today is beautiful. And I need to adjust my sleeping schedule ( Read more... )

Hey peoples-

This is why I had nothing to do with you fuckers for so long. Stop talking shit about me and stop spreading fucking dumbass rumors. Immature as fucking hell and really irritating.

You have been fucking warned.

Gah'.

Fuck them, right? I don't need this fucking drama.

Gone to my first ITW. I'll be back on monday.

R E S U M E ( Read more... )