January 23, 2012
"

The ticking of the clock is comforting, knowing the past is moving further away and the future is now.

Stuck between the girl I was and who I’ve become.

I was acting with my heart, and you know -

Right now that’s the weakest part of me.

"

— Myself, January 23, 2008

December 7, 2011
philnoto:

Finn and Jake!

need more episodes.

philnoto:

Finn and Jake!

need more episodes.

December 3, 2011
textsfrombennett:

Bennett and I text about stuffed animals.

This is my new favorite blog ever.

textsfrombennett:

Bennett and I text about stuffed animals.

This is my new favorite blog ever.

November 30, 2011
Relationships always end in reverse to the initial intent.

Friends become lovers, lovers become enemies, enemies become friends.  What an incredible cycle.

November 17, 2011

My morning song teleports me wherever I need to go.

October 13, 2011
I forgot

how heartache felt. 

October 6, 2011
ianramsrud:

Yeah. 

ianramsrud:

Yeah. 

(Source: quippyambiguity)

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September 25, 2011

September 25, 2011
"His name still lingers maybe lactates on my tongue."

— Cocorosie, “Animals”

August 26, 2011
"

Things have been so numb lately. Overwhelmed by all the change, regret, relief, my system has shut down to prevent overflow. The workers are on strike. They don’t get paid enough for this job. Gimme a chance, gimme a break. I know I can shine if I could just get in the game under those Friday night lights. I’ll go in to the kill, touchdown baby. Ma’s just cheering in the stands because it’s good for her image.

Baby, catch me!

"

— Myself, September 23, 2007

August 12, 2011
Shrooms.

Wait for it…

Shrooms.

Wait for it…

August 8, 2011
There’s just so much itching to get out

I can’t even eat.

I can’t even sleep.

July 27, 2011
"The markings of my pen don’t seem permanent until I step -"

— Found this, I never finished that thought.

July 26, 2011

I keep waking up with grasshoppers in my bed. I feel violated.

July 24, 2011
"She was such a beautiful flower to be growing in such a lonely deserted place. The Queen of them all with her elegant petals. But alas, it was to be her fate to have never been recognized for this beauty and so she wilted into the sands of time and was no more. But the important part is that she existed, whether her beauty be known or not."

— Myself - July 24, 2007

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