October 2008
2 posts
“Everybody knows that, You’d break your neck to keep your chin up.”
– ignore that last note. i’m not fucking it up this time.
Oct 29th
1 note
“It’s a fight between my heart and mind, No one really wins this time No...”
– Start waving the white flag. Winter is here.
Oct 29th
August 2008
4 posts
“but you can’t fuck with my integrity.”
– but you sure can fuck around with my self-esteem.
Aug 29th
“this time I’ll disappoint the past prove repetition wrong I’m...”
– 2005 me could have quoted this. And 2006. And 2007. And now 2008 is quoting it, too. One of these times, I am gonna prove repetion wrong.
Aug 18th
Aug 5th
“Oh oh, things are gonna change now for the better Oh oh, things are gonna...”
– best. warped. ever.
Aug 4th
July 2008
11 posts
Jul 31st
it's tricky.
to keep friendships afloat and safe in even the shallowest of water. it’s weird - i have some rough patches with some, and then my friendships with others are the strongest they have ever been. and then somehow, everyone does a reversal. but now i am starting to worry that everyone is wanting to forget me.
Jul 28th
“No it’s not love Though feels like fire inside of your veins Burning...”
– I said I quit. I didn’t, well, I did for a while. I have some good days, but when I have my bad days, my mind surely slips and all of the sudden I’m the same me I was before my “accident.” Today is a bad day.
Jul 27th
2 notes
“Darklit streets are no place for kids But it gives us more of a home than...”
– I am so excited for the new Anberlin album.
Jul 22nd
Jul 15th
Jul 11th
Jul 9th
“f I surrender to this feeling maybe all the aches and pains will go and I can...”
– Bayside, lyrics, “A Synonym For Aquiesce,” or in layman’s terms — play the smallest violin you can for me, because I feel pathetic.
Jul 9th
“Call me a coward; it’s so fitting. I flee from open doors. They are...”
– Weaver at the Loom, lyrics, “You Can’t Escape Them,” aka the song I’ve had on repeat for hours.
Jul 7th
Jul 7th
“It’s just hard,” Harry said finally, in a low voice, “to...”
– Harry Potter, on Sirius’s death. Or, as I feel it — me relating to death via a childhood series.
Jul 6th