February 2011
This distance is killing me, but I just can't give...
Mhmm...
Where do I go from here? I don’t even know. I feel like I’m consistently lost. It’s like, things are great for a few days than I find myself back at the same place. I just want to make everything make sense. Does that even make sense? I need somebody in my life right now, I need somewhere to go and something to do, right now. Why are these things so hard to find? ...
January 2011
I feel you in my bones.
Well, I did it. Hopefully we’ll see how this turns out in the next couple of days, but for now, I’m going to bed. Goodnight Tumblr, m’dear.
What what?
Sat up way later than I should have last night, being all sick and talking to Curran and Kris. Than I went and did my reading for class and passed out. Got up today, still feel sick, but went to school anyway. Turned out my comp teacher has the flu, so I was all, what what?! Yeah! Too bad I still have psych today…oh well, chillin at my Nana Bean’s house till 12:00 pm,...
That completely backfired.
deathbypixies asked: Happy Birthday Chey!!!!! (:
Today is my birthday.
Yep, twenty years ago today, I was brought into this world but two really retarded teenagers. Meh, it happens. Anyway, I made a wish when I blew out those candles at that surprise birthday party on Monday. I know it wont come true but I still have high hope I guess. Maybe I’m just a glutton for punishment.
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Ask me stuff :D
And I’ll answer latta, but not now…cause imma bout to leave. Peace yo.
Reblog if you have a crush on one of your...
Now I’m all like
But actually I’m everyday looking at his/her blog like
When your friends all start talking about how...
Comp class today.
So in comp class, the teacher told us to break into groups and pick a main point, and then three supporting points for the main point we chose. We were doing an outline as a class on how to get a date. My group chose our main point as “Don’t be a douchebag!” The teacher told us to look at it as if we were scholars in douchebaggery, and were being professional. So he made us...
You are the smell before rain.
you are the blood in my veins.
Revealing too much...
Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence As I fall out of love, this wasn’t supposed to happen Not according to you Please don’t allow your voice to fade Don’t fall so weak to fault or blame To give yourself reason for an end We’d have our own subway car in the middle of the night I’d work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend As the graffiti...
I know what I REALLY want for my birthday.
but I know it’s not going to happen :/