September 2011
2 posts
I would accept more pain to remember what happiness is.
To be perfectly honest, I do not know you well enough to know just how much I like you yet.
July 2011
1 post
7-7-11
My great grandmother kept a diary of her day to day life. Reading through it showed me what life was like in the 20th century and gave me an insight on my heritage.
April 2011
4 posts
God declares more in
Silence
Than you or i could ever divulge
with
our
Words.
Reblog if you're a cat. You'll gain at least 50...
January 2011
2 posts
Amy
With long blonde hair and pain in her deep blue eyes, Amy is beautiful. She was born with manic depressive disorder and suffers from adolescent depression. At age 17 she was admitted to the hospital. She is a social butterfly and talks to all of the others with her. All she ever wanted was love.
I’m a liar because I won't tell you everything....
September 2010
6 posts
Day One:
Ten things I want to say to ten different people.
1. If you are planning on being in Marching Band, LEARN TO MARCH!!
2. You are not in charge. (Sit down, You dont have this!)
3. You can’t just pretend that your past never happened.
4. You talk too much.
5. I own this show; stop trying to take over.
6. Don’t touch the wig.
7. You’re on dope.
8. I’m over you.
9....
10 day challenge
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now. Day Two: Nine things about yourself. Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart. Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot. Day Five: Six things you wish…
August 2010
10 posts
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Grief is an emotion like no other. You think that it went away, think you’re doing SO good, and it taps you on the shoulder when you least expect it.
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Makin Cookies
"Just put your hands in it."
"ow her finger nails!" "Your Stabbing me"
"no..."
"You got it all over me!"
W.T.F.
Gotta love making cookies
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He says he wouldn’t care if she left tomorrow, but the truth is, he cares so much it scares him.
Blunt Cards →
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Self Synopsis
I live to find love, to find meaning, to discover if Harry could really meet Sally. Im on both sides of every track. An extrovert: I talk to much. An introvert: I expose to little. Both out of fear. What does it matter whether memories are real or fabricated? They keep me in line. Did I say line? I mean roller coaster. They keep me in hope, and in fear. I work hard not to think. To not...