March 2012
Anonymous asked: :]
i'm bored and procrastinating. i wouldnt mind... →
WRITE ME A LETTER (anonymous or not)
Dear ______,
I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. Love, _______________ (P.S. ______________.)
a couple things i plan on doing to satisfy myself:
eat less bad stuff (get rid of it completely if i can)
eat fruits and salads (im NOT a salad person at all)
run as much as i can in the hour and a half that i have
use those other workout machines when i dont run
drink water only
dont eat at work (that includes tully’s and jamba)
i NEED to get in shape.
I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
while at work, i drew a butterfly on my wrist in...
you know….
yeah, anyways. its cute and all, but now i just wanna destroy it.
i’m feeling shitty.
whatever. nothing new.
tomorrow is barely gonna be thursday. :/
i was sitting in philosophy class zoning out as usual when i realized that. :/
then i decided to make a schedule of all the things i need to do within the next week. all i have to say: FUCK!
i’m gonna be so busy. :/
idk if i should go to sf friday and saturday now. :/
why is it that EVERY time im on the bus, i wanna...
I don't know...
velim:
If I’ll ever be able to pinky promise again. They mean nothing to me because you broke yours.
UNF!!
Tribal tattoos on a guy >
;D
omg. understanding tax shit for financial aid is...
the smallest things set me off.
i’m PMS-ing. great. -______-
im so annoyed by stupid shit.
there was this girl who sits behind me in english and she was talking to guy next to her hella loud. i just wanted to turn around and tell her to shut the fuck up cuz i didn’t wanna hear their conversation.
people on campus walking hella slow. i’m like “move, bitch! i have a class to go to!” blahhhhhh.
...
I miss you. More than anything. Even though I know...
February 2012
everyone wishes they had someone like you, but no...
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not that any of that matters.
2 tags
waste of time...
today is another sucky day. mostly cuz its raining.
i had another dream with you in it. :/ i miss your face. i miss you. i guess that dream put me in a bad mood too.
i really wish i could just call you and be like “hey, i miss you and i love you. will you come back? will you give me another chance? i know i can do it, i know i can. you tell me that i wont change, but i can work on things....
I HATE RAIN!!! I HATE THE COLD!! I HATE WINTER!
The Man Who Can’t Be Moved - The Script
watching south park.
laughing our asses off. :D
<3