Michael Franti and Spearhead - Say Hey (I Love...
Find multiple knots in your headphones that are...
For it is said that humans are never satisfied, that you give them one thing and...– The Pearl by John Steinbeck
lipsticklullabies-: fuckyeahslowjams: Michael...
dreethedinosaur: nothing really. i'm just whatever.
chreeeschaan: why so.
dreethedinosaur: idk, don't worry about meee.
chreeeschaan: dont tell me what to do. if i wanna worry about you, i STAY worrying about you. WHY? because i love you.
ericamingyi replied to your post: Sadly, Don’t you go and get carpal tunnel now :) I was seriously thinking about that D:
My thumbs seriously cramp a little from all the texting that I do. Not all the time, but it happens. Unlimited has done me no good, for I am truly addicted.
Fall Out Boy - I’m Like A Lawyer With The...
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Sooner or later,
I’m really going to need my own privacy when it comes to using the computer. Right now, it’s in the kitchen. Yes, I understand your confusion. I had to get over it myself. My dad chooses to place it here because the monitor is also used as a TV. Pretty big for a computer. Therefore, whenever I’m doing what I’m doing online, anyone who walks into the kitchen can CLEARLY see...
A little worn out.
There are so many things to look forward to. As much as I hate the daily dosage of dealing with school, I kind of miss it. The people, the atmosphere, the way we get used to starting a new year. I want to go, and just get the slow days of summer over with. I can’t believe I feel so weary. Physically and mentally. I haven’t done much, and yet my eyes are tired, sickeningly droopy....
5, 6, 7, 8.
I feel like dancing.
Ronnie goes to my living room, telling me he’s going to take a nap. So I’m like, “Fasho,” and I go on doing my own business in the kitchen. Out of nowhere, I hear the TV going, “JERRY, JERRY, JERRY!” And I’m like, “..What the fuck?” I walk into the living room and this nigga is curled up on my couch, hugging a pillow, watching Jerry...
I hate being so indecisive. I don’t even know what I want right now, and I can’t believe that I’m missing you so much. I liked what happened with us, I do. And I can’t help but think about you so often. It’s almost annoying. I just want to talk to you.
Wait for an important call,
get excited when the phone rings, … “Hi mom.”
“Livin’ this life to the best of my...
I wish I had an imagination that expanded further than what it is now. We all have our own sense of creativity, even if we don’t know it. For me, it either comes seldom in huge proportions when my mind is suddenly awakened with fresh ideas, or it comes slowly in tiny sprinkles of inspiration, where I can take the time to think upon it until it is worthy enough to be shared. I find it harder...
It’s stupid that I miss you right now, and you won’t get the fuck out of my head. I need to stop.
ialberttran replied to your post: DAY THIRTY. This took me half an hour to read. O_O Well, I wrote it that way for my own purposes. But thanks for taking the time to do that. Haha! (=
I thought I'd take notice of this.
dreethedinosaur: i is jealous
RonnieYooooo: i know u is jealous
RonnieYooooo: i is laughing
RonnieYooooo: HA HA HA HA HA
RonnieYooooo: i is watching rush hour 2
dreethedinosaur: omg dat is so kewl
RonnieYooooo: ya i kno rite?!
dreethedinosaur: yu must b havin helluh fun .
RonnieYooooo: i is
dreethedinosaur: ya cus if yu wernt dat wud b so qay
RonnieYooooo: Okay, that's when you have to stop
RonnieYooooo: q =/= g
RonnieYooooo: Fucken idiots
dreethedinosaur: i swear
Your reflection in the mirror. Dear mirror me, When I look at you, I see you standing and looking for flaws. Your height, your weight, your hair, your face, your body. You’re not stunning and sexy and gorgeous, you’re just..okay. I’m glad you’ve learned to deal with it. In that way you’re beautiful. But when you peel away the outside layers, you find things that are a little more personal. Your...
Parachute - She Is Love
DAY TWENTY NINE.
The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to. Hi Dad. You’re better off not knowing a lot of things that I should really tell you, and it’s nothing personal. Most of the time I can handle myself, which is why I choose to tell you certain parts of what I really do. Little things. If I did tell you, I hope you would understand. I trust you and you trust me....
Today was a success. I’M SO PROUD. Thank you, 2013. We just might be off to a good start. <3
DAY TWENTY EIGHT.
Day 27 - The friendliest person you knew for only one day. (skip.) I’m not in the mood to think if there is someone like that. Someone that changed your life. Dear Mrs. Schmidt, As corny as this sounds, you are one of the people who truly changed my life. There are many others, but I choose to write to you because of the impact I’ve received from the years spent learning from you....
I may not be the best at portraying all the...
Music, dance, poetry, theatre, sketching, murals, calligraphy, grafitti, sculpting, and so on. They all put me in awe, springing fresh inspiration in the back of my mind.
It’s building up in me, this frustration and guilt. It is my fault, and I know it. I’m aware of my mistakes and and I’m bringing it upon myself to apologize. I don’t know how to say it. A lot of things have been crowding my mind, and suddenly things began to change all at once. All I know is that I’ve gotten a little more mature since the last time I encountered...
You left this ugly.
Okie, i love you! (jk youre still beautiful.)
Musiq Soulchild - Bestfriend
I realized how important you are to me.
Especially today, after seeing how you trusted me with your emotions like that. I know we both almost saw something in the future about us, but I think I just want to build from where we are, get a stronger bond as friends. But I do enjoy your presence. I love the way we can just talk about whatever. I love how real and caring you are. I love how you miss me when I miss you. I love how...
My head hurts.
I wish I had someone to fall asleep on. Not all that cliche shit, but I really would.
I don't know what else to tell you.
I’m just not who you want me to be.
Guys, I had an awesome weekend. :D FRIDAY. First night at Gee’s house, ‘cause dad ditched me to go to Santa Barbara with his fam. Haha. Watched Valentine’s Day. Brought back memories. HAHA. Watched The Crazies. Not that scary, but still. I was hiding behind a stuffed duck. :3 Watched Weeds. Crazy show! A white mom with 2 kids in the suburbs, making a living by...
You made your bed, now fuck in it.– Weeds, an original TV series.
I don’t know how this sounds, but I’ve been thinking. I guess I’ve somewhat forgotten about you. I feel that maybe we moved a little too fast, and when I think it over it seems kinda stupid. I’d rather start things out again as friends. So yeah, you’re out of my thoughts. Not completely of course, just enough to let it go. I don’t know how to say anything but...