February 2010
January 2010
Man, oh man...
It’s been a week or so since I’ve been on Tumblr.
This weekend has been the longest in a while, probably because it technically started after school for me on Thursday.
Our choir’s MMEA performance was fantastic. I’ve haven’t been so excited/nervous/happy in a while. Nearly cried several times. It’s like they’re becoming another family. We deserved to be...
A FUN GAME 4 U~
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dearcarissa:
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ok lets play a game IF YOUR FIRST NAME’S FIRST LETTER IS: A-C put “BRB,” D-F put “SHOULD BE” G-I put “HE IS” J-L put “SHE IS” M-O put “STOP” P-R put “NEED TO BE” S-U put “I ENJOY” V-X put “GROUNDED FROM” Y-Z put “OH, I’M JUST” NEXT! IF YOUR LAST...
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“Hey beautiful. I just wanted to call you and let you know that I love you. I love you so much. You’re perfect for me. Hopefully someday, you can say the same thing. Call me back when you realize it.”
“Tell me where our time went, and if it was time well spent. Just don’t let...”
– Paramore - “Pressure”
You're the finest thing that I've done.
A hurricane I’ll never outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, but I don’t believe that it ever will.
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I can still remember that chilly night downtown. Stars were bright. I was happy. My best friend, coffee in one hand, smile on my face, and then I saw you. You rounded that rocky corner, surrounded by your best friends, and illuminated by bright lights. It was...
Why can't you see
you belong with me?
Tsk tsk. Doesn’t surprise me, yet again, that another (good) guy got fucked over.
Do you know how tiring it is being single and wanting, wishing, waiting for someone good to come around? Temporarily, or for a long while. Either way. Something is sure as hell better than nothing.
Do you ever feel like maybe, just MAYBE, it’s somewhat your fault though? Put this...
“If you dress nicely, he says you’re a snob. If you dress sexy, he says you’re a...”
– (via bloodisthenewblackk)
Catch 22 (via shylarenee)
So true.
I really
want to brew myself some coffee, but I don’t know how well that will work with wanting to get a decent amount of sleep tonight.
Ugh. Decisions, decisions.
I’m SO excited for the choir MMEA performance at the end of the month. We practiced today, and we sounded fantastic. It’s beautiful. I’m so excited.
Third time watching The 40 Year Old Virgin this week, too....
Things like this
really make me feel fantastic when I’m having shitty nights like these.
Insert huge smiling face and dangerously beating heart here!
About to watch P.S. I Love You all by my lonesome. I need to relax my mind, and hello G. Butler.
So unemotional.
I hate nights like these. The nights when you stay at home and beat yourself up over nothing. One minute, I’m pissed off, and the next I’m wanting to cry myself to sleep because I’m tired but my mind’s too damn restless.
It smells like fresh linen and a forrest in my bedroom right now. I thought burning candles would be relaxing like usual, but not tonight. It’s one...
There IS life after you. Always has been. Always will be.
“I know you think that I shouldn’t still love you, or tell you that. But if...”
– Dido - White Flag
Every so often,
I get the urge to say something to you. And you. And you, and you, and you, and so on and so forth. Different people. A message for each of you. Figure it out yourself.
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1) It’s not fair. I helped. It was me. It could’ve somehow been me. Maybe. Who knows, but sometimes I wish it would have been. Other times, I’m probably just getting ahead of myself…again....
