December 2009
I hope we grow up, and become the kind of best friends that go to Vegas, get totally smashed, say we love each other repetitively ’till one of us thinks (in our state of “of our faces”) that we should get married, and so we do. Then wake up, with pounding headaches and wedding rings going WTF to each other.
Then get a divorce the next day haha.
"Shuuutuuppp!" "Yes lord"
kylieeann:
vanitydemented:
Srs, shutup.
So, I may not be pretty or thin, and I may not have him. Almost everyone at school hates me, I can’t stand anyone. I’m failing everything. I’m never genuinely happy, and half the time I look at my scars wishing I had more. Most days, I just want to die.
Butt, I have a fucking best friend who is better then any other human on the planet, and I would...
"Shuuutuuppp!" "Yes lord"
Srs, shutup.
So, I may not be pretty or thin, and I may not have him. Almost everyone at school hates me, I can’t stand anyone. I’m failing everything. I’m never genuinely happy, and half the time I look at my scars wishing I had more. Most days, I just want to die.
Butt, I have a fucking best friend who is better then any other human on the planet, and I would rather hang with...
kylieeann:
some dancing kevin, for sarah.
cheer up bbgurl.
Aw, I actually cried from happy haha.
It’s Russell! IRL!
And you don’t even know that I’m upset because I love you, you think it’s someone else. I wish I could tell you, it’s you. You’re the one I’m writing about, everytime I write him or he. It’s you darling, noone else but you.
And everytime you smile, you laugh, you glow. You don’t even know, know, know. You don’t even know.
I’ve written so many things, you’re never going to read. Because I’m afraird you’ll tell me they’re terrible.
God, why is saying three words to you so fucking difficult.
Shutup, he grew into a hot ranga.
“You don’t smile like you used to.”
Because everytime I even try to smile, I have to fight off the panic attacks that consume all the oxygen in my lungs. Everytime I try to smile my eyes start to sting, and my chest hurts like someone lit it up with keroseen. I try to smile, and I think of how the last time I smiled, was after he’s kissed me… the same day he, the...
I hate when you ask me if I'm okay;
I was okay, I was a normal human, despite some fucked up shit. I was learning to get over it, then you came along and fucked me up so bad. Of course I was stupid enough to trust you, god I’m an idiot, you fucked me worse then the first time. But everyday I think of your face, I want to carve your name into my leg again. You just had to be the boy with blue eyes and pretty lies.
“you’re the voice i hear inside my head, the reason that i’m singing, i need to...”
– (via kylieeann)
I'm in a bad mood,
kylieeann:
vanitydemented:
I’m dying to sleep, but I can’t. To much thinking, I hate thinking. I wish there was a pill for it. I feel like my chest is collapsing, why do my hands shake all the time? There should be a pill for that too. There should be a pill for everything wrong with me.
He could be my pill, my hands stop shaking when he’s around…
i guess we just have to cut him up into...
I'm in a bad mood,
I’m dying to sleep, but I can’t. To much thinking, I hate thinking. I wish there was a pill for it. I feel like my chest is collapsing, why do my hands shake all the time? There should be a pill for that too. There should be a pill for everything wrong with me.
He could be my pill, my hands stop shaking when he’s around…
He’s hot, shutup.
Shutup, I love this movie.
the breakfast club.
aamelia:
John Bender: Don’t you ever talk about my friends. You don’t know any of my friends. You don’t look at any of my friends. And you certainly wouldn’t condescend to speak to any of my friends. So you just stick to the things you know: shopping, nail polish, your father’s BMW, and your poor, rich drunk mother in the Caribbean. Claire Standish: SHUT UP. John Bender: And as far as being...
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHDGHAHAHSIDh // fucking dead!
So in the mood to watch this, can’t fucking find it >:|
‘Cause Patrick Fugit’s totally not adorable, what even Eric!
Lovely is my favourite word.
Irrelevant |:
Coke zero tastes like cock
Kthnxbi.