February 2011
I really like being reblogged. Makes me feel like...
I never asked for you to save me; you just...
January 2011
I'm not weird. I'm Limited edition. (:
“My daughter was asked by a little old lady in a...
Before I die, I wanna have a party with fake...
“with sober girls around me they’ll be acting like they’re drunk!”
When girls wear heels to a concert.
That horrific moment when you're about to hit the...
30123.) I don't know how to be something that you...
;
The days go by and they pass like a dream,
everything hazy & I can’t see anything .
Where are my shoes? And my coat.
I need to leave.
I can’t quite remember why I made the choices I did,
I need to just clear my head.
Why’d you have to go & make my day,
& then take it all away?
Prove to me that you’re just another one of them,
after making me think the...
Oh. Okay. I gotcha.
Couldve explained that ahead of time, you know.
That afterwards, you weren’t really going to give a fuck.
That the text messages would stop-during school, out of school.
It hurts to talk to someone everyday for a while & then BAM! Nothing at all.
I’m more than that, you know.
I mean, I walked into this with my eyes wide open....
sailormoonshining:
REBLOG if you agree…
In the morning when you look for something to wear…
Your wardrobe in your eyes:
Reality (for your parents):
29887.) I don't like myself. Sometimes I wish I...
Wheres the heart? Let us embrace the sensation. This the dawn of our beginning....
– Not Our Tomorrow, Trivium
Everything always ends up being so simple;
There’s this kid.
Well, not a kid. I mean, he’s a teenager, but you know.
He’s quite adorable.
He makes me laugh till I cannot breathe.
He makes me wanna go skipping around the mall in front of a bunch of people, just screaming about how happy ive become.
Because…that’s just it.
He makes me happy.
Not content, which is what I’ve been at best these past...
29822.) Every night I lay in bed replaying the...
(at least that was me two weeks ago.)
29871.) I like one of my best friends.
29880.) Sometimes, I wish I would stop being a...