March 2009
kari-shma:
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February 2009
Disconnected
It could have been, would have been and always was a multiple conversation, where everyone had a bit to say. Disconnect. One by one I heard their voices drop out. First the slightly indistinguishable ones and slowly, the familiar favorite voices lost connection. Was it a fake out, a crinkling of paper against the receiver or an accident, the wrong place at the wrong time. Either way it’s...
“not everyone has a sob story, and even if they do, that’s no excuse.”
– the perks of being a wallflower (via ambivalently)
laurencephilomene:
thebackdoor:
copycats:
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Damaged goods.
I think it was your nose. The swell of it that fit so perfectly with your face. It’s my down fall now. I look for your nose in potential suitors every time. I rarely find it and if I do there’s always something wrong with their voice. They speak staccato or their voice rises in unusual places, it’s nothing like the dusky baritone of my dreams. And even if their sound is near...
sweet birthday girl.
Going to lunch with Allie and Adam. I hope they’re taking me to the new vegan place over in the Villages or maybe somewhere that has mac n cheese.
I’m getting the feeling a surprise birthday party is in tow. Great.
I hate surprises.
I go a video camera for my birthday. No truly what I wanted but it’s still nice.
“Well I could throw it out, and I could live without
And I could do it all for you. I could be strong.”
When you’re little you’re promised glorious castles, white dresses, handsome princes and fairy godmothers. The message is replayed again and again in the sugar coated pop sounds, the over rated animated tales, and picture book bed time stories.
Then you get wiser. You...
re: catching up.
I’m not sure you mean me but I do want to say I miss you and a few other aspiring friendships that have not quiet taken off like I wanted them to.
And I know there’s been an awkward bubble around everything lately but we kind of all need to buckle down. Because pretty soon were going to loose the glue that holds all of us together.
I know that we’re all suppose to make it...
My birthday is in 5 days.
I’m not particularly excited. I fear I’m being thrown a surprise party and I know I’ll hurt some one’s feelings by not being happy when everyone screams ‘Happy Birthday’.
I’d rather stay in with Alaska, drink Diet Coke and watch Closer for the fourth time this week. But that brings me back to the whole spiel about not getting...
“If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his...”
– Harry Potter (For Devin!) (via littlemiss)
carlovely:
a rocket to the moon - i’m not saying...
Dear,
I know I’m not ready to fall in love. Not that its too soon, or I haven’t met the right person but it’s me.
I would really fuck some one’s brain up if they started loving me. Even if they could look past the scars and piles of makeup who wants a broken girl?
A bi polar, depressed, hypocritical complainer.
A thick headed, wide eyed coward who relies on fast talking...
threeseptembersandajanuary:
6stringguru:
The...
I want to kiss someone named Asher.
Last night dreams was odd. I’m guessing it was the Chinese food.
karsen:
Orba Squara - Perfect Timing, aka the...
Question for the ladies of Tumblr
mcdavis:
A friend asks me this and honestly I’ve wondered it too…
What factors make you attracted to a guy almost instantaneously? Is it merely a physical thing or is there something more?
The way they speak. A perfect blend of voice, language, and tone.
You’re a scabby kneed mess. Crawling backwards into happiness.You sticky lie. The peanut butter that sticks to the roof of my mouth. Do you even try?
You bright light. Mocking the rest of us with your intensity. But you would never imagine hitting the dim button. I see you. For what you are.
The lies, the black, the white and the fake fire.
Over sized mens’ button up in coral: 1$ at thrift store.
Rouched Grey Leggings: 15$ from Charlotte Russe
Pearl Earings: 95$ from Tiffany’s
Gold and Pink Pendant Necklace: 5$ from a yard sale
Watching the Office, drinking OJ and talking on the phone with Tyler: Priceless.
128. MAKE SURE TO MARRY YOUR BEST FRIEND IF YOU...
fcukthequeenagain:
gotwisdom:
Uh, Sylvia, I think we need to get married
kari-shma:
alligatorsaurus:copycats: (posted...
Seconds. Minutes. Hours. Days. Weeks. Months. Seasons. Years. Decades. Centuries.
After a while it all seems the same.
I want to go to thrift stores and antique shops with you. Wear my hair dirty and clothes wrinkled with you. Drink cans of diet coke on my decrepit couch with you. Dine and dash with you. I want to swing on my tire swing with you. Play pretend with you. I want to wrap myself in you. I want to wake up with you. Have call in sick days with you. Go to coffee houses with you. Be close with you.
I want...
“What is family? They were the people who claimed you. In good, in bad, in parts...”
– Sarah Dessen (via littlemiss) (via justbesplendid)
Love according to children.
havent-got-a-prayer:
heartscontent:
Actual children’s answers to the question “what is love?”
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” - Billy, age 4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.” - Karl, age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give...
A Good morning Poem.
rentedsurroundings:
Hey you with the zebra eyes, I want to touch your skin. Your beauty’s in the white stripes, and the black ones make your sins. Let me count your ways dear, let me map your mind. I want to feel the fire burn, each time that we grind. I’ll sink between your lines of truth, I’ll blend between the waves. I’ll be at one and peace with you, you be the one who saves.
“When you’re a kid, you assume your parents are soulmates…my kids are going to be...”
– Pam Beasley (via crazyfor-you)
“They’re not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones,...”
– Dead Poets Society (via filmquotes) (via creampuff)
