December 2009
wispas are so good
And the sad thing is, they are so sick and tired of being sick and tired. But yet I continue to see people put with up other peoples nonsense and not do a thing about it. They sit around hoping that maybe if they stick around long enough things will change. But you just have to understand that some people cannot change unless they choose it amoung themselves. We can try our hardest, but there is...
You make it dry when it’s raining outside You warm my blood when the temperature dies You’re my crutch when it’s all to hard to bare See without you here I could not be anywhere
hate it when on the rare occasion i actually think i look decent, i have nowhere to go and nothing to do.
s’been happening a lot recently.
yet when i look a riot, that’s when everything is happening D:
can't wait for 2009 to end anyway.
fucking hate this time of year and how much of a big deal it is.
at the same time though, i wish i was doing something.
instead of being in my room alone with my mind.
oh how fun that’ll be.
why can't i die?
everything hurts so much.
things i've done in 2009
blindedbycitylights:
homesickletters:ivefinallycometorealize:alonewiththesunrise:-makemepunk:
bendthelight:longwaytogo:planetariums:youmaybeoffended:flabbergastin:
Graduated High School. Kissed someone. Smoked cigarettes. Got so drunk you passed out. Rode every ride at an amusement park. Collected something really stupid. Gone to a rock concert. Helped someone. Gone fishing. Watched four...
are you even listening when i talk to you?
do you even care, what i’m going through?
i wish i could stop living in the past, ‘cause i know i’m going to end up ruining things if i don’t.
it’s just too hard.
i know i can only move on and leave it all behind if i say everything i want to say, ask everything i need to know and talk about the things i should talk about.
sadly it’s just not that easy for me.
i’m too much of a coward.
...
“my eyes filled with tears but i promised myself i wouldn’t cry over you....”
– me
can't stop crying.
fml.
looks like i pushed you away,
why didn’t i see it?
it's heartbreaking, looking back at how things...
ever get that feeling, where you’re about to cry;
your heart starts beating uncontrollably, a warmth rushes from your toes to your head, your eyes slowly start to fill with tears and your vision goes blurry, your jaw feels tight and the area of your cheeks around the side of your nose become really painful, like tiny little knives stabbing you?
it’s becoming a regular thing for me.
...
“i wish the small things didn’t hurt me the way they do”
Je suis rien spécial.
really can’t do this anymore.
aw, can't wait to fill my new notebook up with...
paul & claire got me a lovely notebook for christmas, for my writing. so thoughtful :’)
i actually found 500 days of summer difficult to watch. it broke my heart, so much.
"you're still my best friend"
the words that probably hurt the most.
past few days have been good (:
already made my new year's resolution...
not pouring my heart out.
happy christmas?
aye
where is your boy tonight...?
idk :(
there are some people i'd like really really bad...
make my christmas wish some true? aha
mmm,
i love love love you :’)
