August 2009
2 posts
I'm usually
not a big fan of rhyming.
Meh..
I’m going to the beach in a couple hours.
:D!!
When day’s gone by, and night’s drawn in; when most are bound to sleep. I’ll lay a while remembering you; safe, in my dreams to keep. Where none will know, those sultry times; our souls will wander free; ‘till fate will bring us close again, and leave just you and me.
July 2009
8 posts
Steven Lowe
wrote an amazing song for me.
Here’s a piece:
“Who sealed this deal for the vast repeal of this shit we need to know? Blind and mush, so brittle; lifes touch. Much more than our day’s youth. Emancipate this seldom date, which upholds our sanctions roof. Endour the fray, so wild at bay, just as sure as the loveless truth.”
I like it.
A lot.
mannnn
brandonleigh:
i’ve been so fucked up like every day for the past two weeks im settin a dman world record
I haven’t been sober in twelve days.
Thanks, Mom.
“Who’s this band Rachel, quick?!!”
“I don’t know, mom. I’m listening to my own music. Hence these headphones.”
“Ugh. Your sister would know who it is. Your sister just understands me. You don’t.”
Yayyy, booze.
sober - (adj.) calm, peaceful; dull
What if drugs were meant to enhance the feeling of sobreity.
Ever think about it like that?
I had a dream last night,
adinshea:
We drove out to see Las Vegaaaass
We lost ourselves in the bright lights;
I wish you could have seen us.
What the fuck.
I am so god damn tired of meeting shitty ass people who treat others like dirt.
FUCK YOU.
I DON’T NEED PEOPLE LIKE YOU IN MY LIFE.
Everybody just leave me alone.
Quit making me feel like shit for your own pleasure.
It doesn’t do any good at all.
1-2-3.
1-2-3.
1-2-3.
Dear Amanda,
adinshea:
matchu:
adinshea:
I would like to formally apologize to you… (over tumblr, how lame!) That I regret everything I’ve said about you. I was obviously misinformed about your character. The only person that I should had been disliking was one of my closest friends. In a sort of way you & Kyla gave me a heads up about you-know-who. And I’m glad I didn’t let my guard down so much. So...
June 2009
7 posts
Christ.
I see so much pain in this world. I see people suffering, crying, and panicking. I should be able to set my eyes upon a genuine smile or hear a deep burst of laughter more often. At times, I sense such hostility. People treat others with such disrespect; some act heartless and cold. Minds are slowly becoming corrupt. I think before anyone truly seeks to make ammence with enemies, they have to find...
Amazingly,
I miss him the most.
I would’ve never expected that.
I want to run away with him.
1-2-3.
oh yeah, for the Harry Potter premire- me:...
adinshea:
ashleyyanne:
deepseediver:
ashleyyanne:
hells yeah!
jake: hagrid (perfect, i know)
kenny& vinny: george and fred
hunter: percy
james: dobby
adin: voldemort!!!
pahahaha, i don’t think any of those kids are even going. or dressing up, at that.
except for adin.
ahaha that’s awesome! I’m essited that @ least Adin’s goin tooo
Dude, James is perfect for Dobby. And I am sooo...
Hello, Operator?
I’d like to speak with my girlfriend, please.
Yes, I’ll hold.
“Let me into your head tonight; I want to dance into every corner of your mind, to taste your thoughts and feel what you feel. Let our worlds combine, so that my breath will be yours. Let us drive into sweet ecstasy. Inhaling every toxic molecule. Sickeningly sweet. Your arms enclose my body. Unfulfilled desire, a love-sung melody.”
May 2009
6 posts
And I just ask one thing;
Don’t forget about the smile you put on my face.
Let me just say that
I miss it all. I want to feel my heart skip a beat. Fast, slow, fast, slow. Pounding out of my chest as he walks by; his warm embrace putting it back into its original tempo.
“Just put your lips here,” he said. “I’ll do the rest.”
Is this where it ends? Or is this just the beginning?
My mind is contaminated with thoughts of you. Every hug. Kiss. Whisper....
Boys
Make my head rattle. But I’ll stay true to myself; I’ve got my heart set on one in particular. And I won’t let myself down. Because it’s too good to be true. I want to keep dreaming.
Et, voila. My Tumblr.
In the hushed silence, I listen to the last sweet chords of the spring, My yearning heart rises to your Clarinet voice, leaps like a grasshopper at the resonance of your name, dear. Your skin glows like the cherry. Blossoms speak as the wild rose in the purest hope of spring. The evening ascends in on a great Seagull’s wing. I am calmed by your whispers that I carry into the twilight of sunbeams...