February 2010
I am bracing myself for the huge influx of new...
mobscenity:
idontneedtopopnopills:
(via mobscenity)
Woah, woah, woah. Wait. WHY?
http://thegrammys.tumblr.com/
Chances are they’d whore it out. I don’t blame them, though.
eh.
aparanoidanthem:
aparanoidanthem:
youthculturebrigade:
aparanoidanthem:
youthculturebrigade:
aparanoidanthem:
youthculturebrigade:
hey! ;]
Heyyy, what’s going on?
Oh not a lot, i’m working on a project, and watching the Grammys with my puppy Elvis, and trying to avoid my family. How about yourself!
Watching the grammys and avoiding my English and History homework. You have a dog named Elvis?...
aparanoidanthem:
aparanoidanthem:
youthculturebrigade:
aparanoidanthem:
youthculturebrigade:
hey! ;]
Heyyy, what’s going on?
Oh not a lot, i’m working on a project, and watching the Grammys with my puppy Elvis, and trying to avoid my family. How about yourself!
Watching the grammys and avoiding my English and History homework. You have a dog named Elvis? Jealousy, what kind of puppy is he?
Yeah,...
aparanoidanthem:
aparanoidanthem:
youthculturebrigade:
hey! ;]
Heyyy, what’s going on?
Oh not a lot, i’m working on a project, and watching the Grammys with my puppy Elvis, and trying to avoid my family. How about yourself!
Aw, whoever answered my 'question', thank you
I’m trying. i’ve just had a very rough day.
hmm,
how’re you all?
aparanoidanthem:
hey! ;]
because I am watching the grammys. and i am...
the urge to cry, and I am missing my boyfriend, and I am working on the project, and I am tired. and if you are a stranger we should become friends?
January 2010
“When Reagan was president, we had Bob Hope and Johnny Cash. Now that Obama is...”
– My aunt, hmm.
I miss not having to sleep. I miss having energy
and being charismatic and alive every second of my life. Things have gone to static and I won’t turn on without leaving me off for a while.
falling asleep is often safer
than falling in love.
I am having a no good, very bad night
I want to write, but I just can’t feel it deep enough. Please, lets talk. Strangers and friends alike.
ichat or AIM: asdfghjkllBREE
what can you do with a sentimental heart.
hmm.
Downloading Regina's discography,
as well as Explosions in the sky, Brand New, Connor Oberst, Margot and the Nuclear So & So’s, Bright Eyes, and a few others. goodbye memory, haha.
rest easy, you literary genius, you.
Oh my. J.D Salinger has passed on.
macbook pro > Ipad
nuff said.
abooknvropened:
throatlumps:
i had another dream last night about a boy but he was make believe and sometimes i wonder. are all the strangers in our dreams make believe? i think they are real. i think they exist somewhere because otherwise how would we have the capacity to produce such a vivid notion of someone that doesn’t actually exist? the way their legs move when they walk, the way their...
sometimes i think of my heart as one big office in...
abooknvropened:
every person i’ve ever met or spoken with has their own cubicle
their telephones, computers, and fax machines flood my brain with thousands of laughs and millions of remember-when’s
their chaos, screams, and smiles are what keeps things alive here
they could pack up their things and leave
all of their belongings in a box much smaller than themselves
but there is always going...
I've got a perfect body
cause my eyelashes catch my sweat, yes they do.
- rs rs rs rs rs rs rs.
It's never something you 'get', just something you...
Secret: I want to cheer again.
I’ve been doing competitive cheerleading for 12 years, I stopped this year, and now I miss it more than anything. I need to go back. I’ve been making up my own routines in my spare time in case a try out comes up. This isn’t healthy, haha.
I've seen a lot tonight
a lot of hope. Fear. a whole lot of laughing, and some screaming too. I’m too tired to write this for you. Not like many of you care, but if you do I hope you understand and i’ll start posting some more interesting things soon.
CLEAN ROOM
GET $$$
dripping ink on the table
I can’t look at the clock any more, my eyes have been torn to space and the open blackness between the planets and stars. They align, only for a second in a blurred haze, and only when I let my vision scatter. And roses are lining your eyes as you look to me for something, anything. You need to hear it. You need to hear that I am still alive and that I am still okay when I’m looking...
sweet dreams Tumblr's. I'm off to sleep early...
if anyones interested, i’m looking for a penpal. er. email me: breenicole5@gmail.com or just drop me a formspring (formspring.me/breenicole)
i want to trade mixed cds and photographs and gifts and knick knacks and just pieces of my life with someone somewhere else. I want to be close with a complete stranger, and that sounded stupid, i’m tired. goodnight.
If you had one day to live? what would you want to... →
Antsy
and wanting random conversation with complete strangers. I feel off again today.
AIM/ICHAT: asdfghjkllBREE
the night sky’s always clearer after it rains
We both go together if one falls down.
I talk out loud like you’re still around.
count em, one. two. three.
Regina, regina
Ms. Spektor, you sing me to sleep and are always there when I’m down, always light hearted and airy. you monster, you.
Gotta love her.