December 2010
leave my home with the intention of bringing up leaving.
return with a boyfriend.
who would have thought. c:
ALSO: fixed my ask box, ask?
To do for the next 24 hours:
-Ryan’s.
-come home, clean.
- watch an obnoxious amount of sitcoms.
-pack for tomorrow
- read until I barf.
-write
- sleep
-road trip to Orlando with my best friends for New Years (!!!)
also: new writing blog: http://www.uneautre.tumblr.com it’s private, but i’m more than willing to give out the password, it’s just so I know who is...
tomorrow:
- get film for my AE-1 and shoot my first roll with it
- go see Dustin at the Dog Park with Burger and Elvis.
- play catch up with some friends I havent seen all break
- start shooting for my art concentration which I am changing to ‘bad habits’.
- do something out of character.
-start carrying my journal again.
just making mental notes.
Whenever I go downstairs, my parents are like, "Oh...
heiswhatsavedme:endlessmagic:
THIS!!!!!!!!!!
I want another pen pal,
leave your name in my ask box and i sure as hell will give you my address so we can write to eachother and send little momentos back and fourth, yes?
www.youthculturebrigade.tumblr.com/ask
precipice: for the price of:_______________>you... →
precipice:
for the price of:_______________>you could have:
breast implant surgery________>a year of college tuition ($4,000 - $10,000) a year’s worth of slim fast_____>plane tickets to europe ($500 - $1000) one month of fake tanning_____>a one hour massage ($40 - $100) expensive, designer shoes______>two…
You’re gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul.
sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
k. back to bed :) merry christmas everyone
ITS BEEN REAL FLORIDA!
New Jersey on the 21st! :)
on the twelfth day of christmas my tumblr gave to...
colinh:
escapeyourself:
on the twelfth day of christmas my tumblr gave to me…
twelve trolls a-trolling eleven shirts from good will ten perfect triangles nine anon hate messages eight bright red moleskines seven gifs a-dancing six grammar mistakes five brand new memes four ironic statements three followers lost two maintenance errors and an underground band that’s gone mainstream!
...
started a new writing blog.
ask me for the password if you want permission to see it.
www.uneautre.tumblr.com
my stomach growls when I lay on it and pretends that it’s hungry.
i flip over and it’s like HAHA NEVERMIND.
seriously?
“i’ve never sung at the top of my lungs, do it with me ?”
– my best friend and I driving tonight. We were screaming the lyrics to Float On and it felt right.
The idea of moving back to New Jersey to attend Rutgers after basically growing up in South Florida scares me to death, even if that’s where i’m from.
I’ve been saying I want to get out of Florida for the longest time.
Here’s the oppportunity, staring me in the face.
and now i’m almost too scared to take hold of it.
i am an emotional wreck.
i’m too afraid to say what I want most, because that means there’s going back. I’m too afraid to say I want to leave the state, especially after nights like tonight.
some thoughts need air
likelava:
sometimes i want to just drive, even when i have no where to go. and sometimes i just want to leave —especially when i have no where to go.
they didn't build Rome in a day.
Nor did they bomb Pearl Harbor on impulse.
with great things come time..
or not so great things,
give me a second. i’ll come back.
i am regrettably sorry.
i am sorry i cannot bring myself to share what means most to me with you as I have in the past. I’m sorry for the turning seasons and for the shifting of my courage. I am merely a seventeen year old girl with fists full of words that i shove back into my mouth, or crumple up to toss in a bin. I am sorry i am not who I was back in winters past. i am nothing shy, just everything secret.
deferred from FSU.
great…
and the tears begin.
“The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies...”
– Slaughterhouse-Five, Vonnegut (via sealegslegssea)
