I came in my room to find dead roses all over my bed. My bouquet of dried roses had fallen and littered my bed with red bits and pieces of my past. I picked up each rose carefully and set them on the table. I was careful not to crush them. They barely hold any strength anymore. I don’t know why it was so important to me that I not crush them. Maybe because the only sturdy part of them was...
“Because there are so many fish in the sea and they all look like me. Just a little tiny fish… that’s all I’ll ever be.”
What I want right now more than anything
is someone to vent to. Because apparently it is no longer okay to vent to tumblr, and my usually listener is being an ass and declaring that it is not okay for me to vent on tumblr. I don’t want to keep the cork on this bottle sealed. The glass is already beginning to crack.
mrmerc asked: 8, 16, 20, 31, 34, 52. I'm not sure if I'll finish the book. :/
So “Summer Holiday” by Wild Nothing came on shuffle and I sort of came unglued. That songs reminds me so much of you, it makes me want to vomit. That song will forever be marked with words like “someday” and “us”. I am usually very indifferent to the departure of people in my life, but what the fuck is it about you that made it so hard to let you go? Was it...
and what about Astronomy!?!?!?
I am having the hardest time chosing classes...
I can’t decide if I should take calculus or AP statistics. I also don’t know if I should take gifted film crit, or anthropology/sociology. I really want a gifted class in my schedule, but I also want to take anthropology/sociology because it just seems so interesting. But I really don’t like the teacher. And what about government and econ? AP? Or no? Gaaahhh.
It has been too long since I've gone to a ska...
I wanna get buzzed and skank all night. I hope there is a ska show over spring break.
mrskalnoky: Punk Rock Girl - Streetlight...
Today will only be good if
There is coffee downstairs It is not windy today My hair doesn’t look like shit The history homework isn’t due today The algebra test is easy I remember to eat, unlike yesterday My foot doesn’t hurt again My friends don’t bug the shit out of me The odds of all of those thing going right for me are slim to none. Fuck.