Saturday, February 11, 2012

I need that one thing,

...and you've got that one thing.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

A few of my favorite quotes.

Molly: What if my name was Komitza Krimes?
Ayah: My name would be Bailzoo Out

"I thought it was a road."
- Makenzie.

"Its easy to forget how to appreciate your front door, when you're always walking through it."
-Alexander William Gaskarth

"You're not perfect sport, and let me save you the suspence. This girl you met, she isn't perfect either. But the question is, whether or not you're perfect for each other. Thats the whole deal, thats what intimacy is all about. Now, you can know everything in the world sport, but the only way you're finding out that one is by giving it a shot."
-Robin Williams

"Love is something to be created and given; expressed and shared. Like so many other things, it takes two. And the love created is stored in a special, well-protected chamber of the heart in which the owner can develop as many or as little keys as they desire to give whomever they chose access to that love."
-Unknown

"Today I saw cancer, cigarettes and shortness of breath. This is why I walk to the ocean. Swim with sharks and jellyfish. I may never get this chance again. This is why if you want to kiss you should kiss. If you want to cry you should cry, and if you want to live you should live. You don't have to love me. You already did. At least enough to keep me smiling from South Carolina to Virginia. It's for lovers (orjustfriends) This is why I do it."
-Ryan Ross

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

D is for Dangerous.

It seems like when I fight back, you seem to notice.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

I shouldn't be like this.

I can't believe you sometimes.
You just drive me over the mother fucking edge sometimes.

WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH!?

Monday, November 14, 2011

Give me therapy, I'm a walking travesty.


When I thought he couldn't get any more perfect, he continues to amaze me with each and every word.
“This next song goes out to anybody who’s ever been told that the way that they think or the way that they feel is the wrong way to think or the wrong way to feel. Goes out to anybody who’s ever been pushed down, held back, walked on…anybody who doesn’t feel comfortable in their own skin, anybody…everybody - it goes out to everybody. It goes out to all of you! And the reason it goes out to all of you is because every single one of you is fucking beautiful. I’ve noticed that there’s a lot of people in the world trying to tell other people that they’re not beautiful. And I don’t stand for that, I think that’s bullshit. Each and every single one of you are gorgeous, believe in yourselves. This song goes out to all of you. It’s called ‘Therapy’.”

-Alex Gaskarth

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Please.

Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Long live.

I have not posted a good blog in a really long time. I really wanted to a couple of times, but I didn't. I feel about 40 thousand different emotions in one day. It's kind of hard to deal with, but I'm trying my best. I spent most of the time either at work or at school. I rarely have time between. I miss my best friend more and more ever day. I'm still completely hopeless with my love life. I got a new kitten. I rescued it from someone who never should have gotten a cat in the first place. Her name is Marteensie. I got my iphone for my birthday and I really love it.
I spend more time on my tumblr. But I prefer this for my text posts and to really rant about things. Mostly because not many people have access to this blog.
I wish I used it more.
I'm relaxing right now by myself, just thinking and enjoying myself. That's something I don't get to do as much as I want. I wish I had more time to just chill out.
It's starting to get cold outside and I'm so excited. I'm so ready for winter. I'm ready for sweaters, scarves, and boots. I'm ready to see my breath when I walk out the door. I'm ready for something to change. I need something new to happen.

I don't really know what to say next.
I don't feel like I'm done yet.
I guess that's one of my problems.
I don't know when to stop.