February 2012
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I only have time to do one of the following:
sleep
eat
shower
study
sorry eyes, stomach, and body, but you have another five hour energy drink coming your way. brain, get working; you have a lot to do.
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Every once in a while, I get hit with the urge to dial you up and leave a message. “Hey bud, when did ya’ wanna be friends again? I know we’ve been out of touch for a little while, but give me a ring sometime, we’ll catch up!” But it’s a fleeting feeling; it only lasts for a minute or two. I remember that I’m just spending another late night thinking a...
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The Girls Can Hear Us | The Nicest Thing (TGCHU...
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thank God for adderall
I fucking hate midterms
2 days, 11 hours, and 9 minutes until Spring Break
#letsgooooo
kevinless:
why do today what you can get away with not doing ever
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WatchIn case anyone was wondering what happened in San Francisco this weekend…
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“You were last seen walking through a field of pianos. No. A museum of mouths. In...”
– “new york craigslist > personals > missed connections,” Megan Falley
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“Now I ain’t tripping, I ain’t twisted I ain’t demented, well, just a little bit”
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I often wonder which part of me is more powerful: the part that misses, or the part that hopes.
“I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side Of Paradise (via godlesshippieskank)
jessicauchi:
Starting over isn’t forgetting about everything in the past. It’s about using it as a guide to make sure you don’t repeat your mistakes and to learn from them. It’s nice knowing that my world doesn’t revolve around you anymore. From now on it’s all about me and the people who haven’t walked out of my life.
We’re driving down the 101 listening to 1901 by Phoenix; the sun isn’t up yet and the cars on the freeway are just a blur of white and red. My eyes are bleary and I’m having trouble keeping them open, but I’m happy to be in this moment, right here and now.
abcdefghijenna:
Keep thinking about how much easier it is to love things versus people because you’re the one who’s in control of moving, mending, breaking, leaving them and you don’t have to count on anyone other than yourself. And how I love people and wouldn’t want to live that way, but goddamn, this gets hard most days.
Keep thinking about how I should’ve just let the smiling linger...
listening to music and never been happier
yeeee got my new clothes in the mail and i la la laaav them ! and my mommy is buying me new boots ! yay! and i’m going to san francisco tomorrow with a few of my favorite kiddos in the world! yay!
yayayayay!
It's become blatantly obvious who matters at home...
hagdonna:
Plot twist: rihanna shoots Chris brown and performs man down.