October 2009
19 posts
i am so tired.
and so sore.
it hurts so bad to move.
i am never, ever doing anything stupid again.
Is it possible to be addicted to Jolly Ranchers?
Is it possible to be addicted to Jolly Ranchers?
“I can feel you in my veins.
A danger I will take.
You run around my secret...”
– Empires, ‘Valmont’ (via lyrically)
and i woke up with THREE SINGLES IN MY HANDS
that best man and i... whew
In 20 days I’m going to meet my story-book-fairytale prince. Again.
I hope hope hope he’s ready to meet me… and walk down the isle in our best friends’ wedding. :)
i don't often do this..
I don’t often make plans that I don’t intend to keep. I cancelled on you for a reason, though. You’re a drop out, you’re going no where.
Get on up out my life!
eff em el
M: So, I'm sorry and I'm really pissed off about this. But is S in the dance?
A: It's cool. Yeah, S is.
M: Thanks dear. I'm here listening to her bitch about how much her life sucks.
A: Oh, that's nice of you. Smack her around if necessary.
M: Done.
A: Fuckin' A right.
10909.) I know you are my father
blogsecret:
But sometimes, you just don’t need to say those things. I’m not sure I will ever forgive you in general for the decisions you have made that have ripped the family apart. Though you were never be good enough for mom.
This applies to almost everyone I know.
action jackson
I called home today to talk to my mom and it turned out that she was babysitting my favorite two year old. Well, I guess he’s three now. I can’t believe how old he’s gotten. If anyone ever needs to feel wanted, adopt a little boy. They will make you laugh and will almost always ask for you when you call. Jackson does.. He’s amazing.
He used to call me Moll-la-lie and now...
“A bear, however hard he tries, grows tubby without exercise.”
– ~A.A. Milne
September 2009
9 posts
monday, monday
Here it is, in a nutshell:
I went home this weekend, became more ill, went to the emergency room and found out that I need to take it easy for a few days. Oh, and I met someone. At Lacie’s bachelorette party.
Name and age and occupation don’t matter. Interest does.
late night
Sometimes I like to think that this isn’t all I’m going to amount to.
That I’m worth more than what I think.
Sometimes, I know I’m wrong.