January 2011
47 posts
Never ran away
for the sake of scars. I tried not to move, but he was armed and shots were fired. Now, a hole in the head of this wounded liar.
Never had a drink that I didn’t like; got a taste of you, threw up all night. I got more sick with every sour, second rate kiss. Everything I never would miss again.
Once upon a time
there was love in my life; now there’s only love in the dark.
Valentines Day Rules for those that will be or are...
1. No jewelry. I never ever wear it. You should have noticed by now.
2. Nothing that can fall in to the cliche romantic category. If you saw it in a romantic comedy, please hold back. If you can picture some other girl squealing to her friends about it, again, please refrain yourself.
3. I probably don’t want to talk about feelings. If you haven’t noticed, I’m probably more of...
FAKE PROBLEMS TUESDAY.
go listen.
Going
into the “My Pictures” folder on public computers at school and finding lots of very…umm…interesting and nude photos of people that used this computer before me.
really people? hahaha
So much 80s love.
And Jordan’s love.
...
I guess I'll be honest.
I hate your bad tattoos and your second-hand stories;those anecdotes that grew old last month. I hate the way you move when you’re drunk and try dancing. It’s not sexy. It’s just keeping us up and I’m just not fond of anyone, but that’s got everything to do with us. I hate the way I get when I can’t handle bad news. It feels like I’ve been an asshole for months. All I’ve got left are these...
Not very happy.
I hope that he turns out to be
He’s the big affair I cannot forget. Only man I ever think of with regret.
There’s a somebody I’m longin’ to see. I hope that he turns out to be someone who’ll watch over me.
Although he may not be the man some girls think of as handsome, to my heart he carries the key.
Won’t you tell him please to put on some speed and follow my lead, oh, how I need someone to watch over me.
A kiss goodbye, and he don't touch my lips. Well,...
I came to see you and I should have known a wasted plane ticket to Ohio. We’re sleeping naked- I’m the one you chose, but who else see’s you in this bed without your clothes?
I never believed a word you said. I still don’t. And you’re so clever with the way you think. I’ll never know it didn’t mean a thing and a kiss goodbye, and he don’t touch my...
Soul! The Best of Motown
definitely that kind of evening.
fact.
You know that moment when you look into somebody’s eyes and you can feel them staring into your soul and the whole world goes quiet just for a second? …
well I don’t.
one of my favorite 'Friends' scenes →
Oh my God, it's been far too long.
Send my thoughts to the firing squad.
