February 2011
Confession # 101:
I love it when I’m listening to a song that I love or I remember something that makes me smile, and happiness just fills me up inside and I’m so grateful to be alive.
walkingspirits:
Lights- My Boots (Acoustic)
January 2011
austttin:
Just press play
I am so grateful for the people in my life right...
Confession # 100:
I write when there are things I need to say.
I sing when there are feelings inside me that are fighting to get out.
So it was one of the first days of PE.
And we were doing this name game thing. And then after I said my name someone was like, “Aww she’s cute.”
And I was like, “AWW THANKS FOR THE CONFIDENCE BOOST. :DDDD”
But in my head. Because that would have been weird…
1 tag
I don't think I can be around you anymore.
Because I have an addiction to oxygen~
“Now every touch becomes the enemy, & I will never be your wondergirl.
No...”
– Wondergirl, by Hey Monday
When people my age love to drink and party,
theacaciastrain:
ieroismyhero:
and i’m sitting there like……..
GPOY
My parents are having a discussion about me.
I am in the room.
There's this picture of me in my computer from...
I can’t help but look at it and think, “What the hell happened to her in the past three months?”
I could wallow in self pity.
I could stare at myself in the mirror, and call myself a monster, tell myself I’m pathetic, and say that everything’s just hopeless.
But that really wouldn’t do anything. That would just waste my time and make me feel like I wanted to disappear.
I don’t want to feel like disappearing today. I want to want to exist. I don’t want to be fighting myself all the time,...
I feel a strange sense of relief.
Why? All because I found all of my feelings and thoughts put into comprehensible, clear, and concise words.
Haven’t you ever felt less alone when you read something that someone writes or hear someone say something that describes every single thing you feel? And every single word defines the thoughts that fill your overactive mind?
That’s how I feel. It’s like, I don’t...
wooshrainbow:
iexcuseyourvagina:
...
“Let’s you and I escape from time. Come on, let’s fall in love.”
– Half Life, by Duncan Sheik
I'm just tired.
Or jaded. Or something. But I’m too young to be jaded. I don’t even know.
It’s like, I can’t even feel sad right now, about losing all the progress that I made in the last week. And my goals are thousands of miles away, but its disappointment that stares me in the face. How convenient.
I don’t even know who I am anymore. Sometimes I don’t even know what...
