December 2009
40 posts
no one wants to help when I need it, but when I get help it’s all wrong.
you don’t know that i am being serious.
do you remember that day you fell out my window?
there was something I never told you. I don’t actually want you. I don’t. I swear. I feel terrible. I like you though. I do, this can never be anything because I know, I know where my heart is, and you don’t know my life.
tomorrow is coming way too soon.
shit luck - modest mouse
i love this feeling
please don’t let it stop.
alone on the floor
“you smoke candy”
eternal sunshine.
“I’m erasing you and I’m happy, you did it to me first!”
you really gotta hold on me-she and him
“I will not desert him.
No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean
or these...”
– When The Curious Girl Realizes She Is Under Glass (via fuckyeahbrighteyes)
gunna
wash + dry my bedding, then make my bed, then have a nap.
whurr are youuuuu?
you
have to be up at 7 am.
you have to study
you have to you have to.
NO MORE FUCKING AROUNDDDDDD
exams are ballz.
I am so tired.
I haven’t studied and I have been trying to for hours. I had a nap, ate some food. I really have to start this.
“One should always be drunk. That’s the one thing that matters. In order not to...”
– Baudelaire (via suzywire) (via scissorpaperrock)
if I fail this
I am gunna go to hell I swear.
mrah! I am crazy
late night movies stores, nothing no sign of movement. YOU WILL WORK DVD PLAYER. but you don’t. drives to wal mart, because you are 24hr you are you are! so many movies! knocking shit over. scary scary scary. hah. awesome.
what I write
I write songs about you that I know you will never hear, and I know you would never like them even if I wanted to show you. I write poems in the backs of books and send them away. I write letters in my notes, and doodle all over them. I write notes to myself to remind me to keep my chin up. I write letters to creator asking him to treat the ones I lost good, make sure they are doing fine. I write...
gotta gotta
gunna go driving away from heree.
outta outta sight, safe and sound.
for you this is
there will always be a little soft spot. mushy and kind of gross, but it’s lovely and there. walking outside in the freezing cold, signs of warmth radiating, but there is something needing to be uncovered. Everything is two sizes too big for me in this world. My own thoughts take over everything. I can drive I can, maybe you don’t trust me. You can wake me up how ever many times you...
nightmares, wake up to shadowing figures, roll over, forget they were there.
“so pleased with a day dream
and now livin’s no good,
I took off my shoes...”
– lime tree - bright eyes
I think my dreams are trying to speak out at me.