I screwed up this time. For sure. I don’t know how I can take back what I said and make things better. I’ll just wait for time to pass then attempt to have a normal, happy conversation again. I really effed up. I don’t mean to hurt anyone whatsoever. I never do. It hurts, too, to know that I’m the cause of the constant pain. I’m really sorry.
This makes me sad. It really does. I say the dumbest things when I’m on my rag. Phoque. It’s the “spur of the moment” types of things and I end up word-vomiting. They’re not really the nicest, I would say. It affects people around me, people close to me, people I love.
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Made me and @-erynraee- a “period mix”. That’s wsup. He’s the homie. No Strings Attached idea ftw. I’m excited to hear what’s on it lol. America’s Got Talent taping in the morning. Wooot.
Days and car rides from @tristanbitanga (the homie) with @acupofkrissie, @felizacrystal, @beastbruh, and @jeeeorgiaaa are the funniest. I love these people.
Why am I so weak.
Everything happens in God’s time.
I wanna go stargazing with you.
formejulius: I already kinda did :) Didn’t really look at the stars but rather a lake with a scary little girl. I wuv you babe :3 You fail at “telling stories”.
christiansaysthaswhusap: Love is a very wonderful thing. It takes the things that you shouldn’t be doing, and absolutely let’s you do it. There’s all the crazy things we do as kids to be with one another. Creating beautiful stories that are later on shared with others, or sometimes the world. But right now, that’s not what I’m focusing on. I’m focusing on how love allows one to be selfish, and...
Don’t put anyone on a pedestal, you’ll just end up disappointed.
Dis sho cute.
I want to hang out in Eric Foreman's basement.
"It has to get worse before it gets better."
I’m understanding this concept and I’m waiting. I’m waiting for things to get fixed and gradually get better from then on. But when is this going to happen? I hope it happens soon. A person can only wait for so long, as if I haven’t prolonged this situation enough. And now that things seem to be looking up, we’re talking but not doing. Actions do speak louder than words in this case. It’s the...
Why is it that I let certain girls intimidate me? No, not those that show up on my dashboard looking all cute and whatnot. Not those types. It’s the girls who you might have had somewhat of a thing for/with. I allow them to intimidate me for no apparent reason and I question myself, “What is it about them that intimidates me or makes me feel insecure about myself?” I don’t know. Every time...
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There might be something there that wasn’t there before.– Beauty and the Beast
I feel so kewl texting several people at once @formejulius @swaaagbr0leen @tristanbitanga @-erynraee- I has fwiends~~~
“They say that true love hurts. Well, this could almost kill me. Young love murdered, that is what this must be. I would give it all to not be sleeping alone. Drunk off of nothing but each other ‘til the sunrise.” The Harold Song | Kesha
There will be bad days, but there will be more good ones. The good will out...
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I tend to make the conversation awkward whenever I bring up reality. I stop with all the cutesyness and actually talk about the current situation, then things get awkward. Big fat silence comes after. I don’t know. We have to remember that not everything is sweet, nice, and cuddly all the time.
Even if my dad and I aren’t on speaking terms, he still brought me home half of a pastrami sandwich from Portos. He knows how much I like them and he saves half for me every time. I come home from camp and my mom shows me the bag. I feel the love, dad… even if we’re not communicating. :3
After a whole year, I finally figured out the solution to my problem that seemed to be never-ending. Despite what my parents said about him, they would have rather met him instead of us continuing to hide. That was the solution all along. I’m so relieved to have a conversation with my mom without any yelling and bickering involved. It was just a normal conversation, a mother-daughter...
pclef: Beginnings are scary. Endings are sad. And the middle? Well, it’s what counts the most. So don’t dwell on the dismal beginning or devote yourself on aiming for a happy ending because you might miss the best part of the whole story. Enjoy while you are still in the middle. We cannot change how it began, moreover we cannot predict how it will end.
nepsonyda: I realized that no matter how many times we try to cut each other off and go our separate ways to be distant from one another only for the better, it just never works out. We’d have a rough night and go a day without talking, but come to realize how much we both miss each other and we’d click again. You said it yourself, we’re just like magnets. It’s not that we argue, it’s the fact...
Can I just stop existing at this moment?
I’m in such deep shit, I can’t even explain the depths of it. At least my mom is still talking to me.
I haven’t been this ready to knock out in a while. Over the weekend, I barely got sleep with the schedule of waking up at 7am and sleeping at 2am. Practice today from 8 to noon and tomorrow, too. I’m tired and my body is so drained of energy. I feel like passing out on my bed but I still have dishes to do and someone to call. Back to school sleeping schedule is so effed.