February 2011
24 posts
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i’d paint you pictures all night long and tell you tales of our every song i’d let you know that you’re the reason why i’m home or i could quote a page of poetry show you what you meant to me
and we’d go falling somewhere faster knowing we don’t want to ever fall at all
just don’t think that this will be easy say that you love me lying tongues are clumsy...
but love isn't a...
sometimes i feel like i’m always too much of a hassle for you.
they say that you only get out of things what you put into them but i know now that if you think you’re putting 100% into a relationship there is no way the other person can match you for very long or will want to.
January 2011
55 posts
and here i am again, the girl who wants too much and falls too far and loves too hard and asks for more than she’ll ever get.
and keeps losing her balance.
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this is the kind of morning that i’d like to be curled up in bed next to you with the sunlight
one day your carelessness is going to lead to you losing something you really care about. i hope that it doesn’t have to be me.
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so let’s face it this was never what you wanted but i know it’s fun to pretend but now blank stares and empty threats are all i have they’re all i have
so drown me, if you can or we could just have conversation and i fall, i fall, i falter but i’ll find you before i drift away
now you still speak of day old hate though your whole world has gone up into flames and...
HERE IS THE RANT I NEED TO WRITE BECAUSE EVERYONE’S SO BUSY AND THEY HAVE NO TIME FOR ME:
there is no point at all, mother, in making me go to class tomorrow. you are dumb for thinking so. you need to let me make my own decisions.
you can’t take your stress out on me. you trying to make my life sound better by telling me about all the work you have to do does not make me feel better....
Why I Believe Printers Were Sent From Hell to Make... →
youarefreeyouarefreezing:
EXTREMELY RELEVANT.
TRYING TO PRINT BUSINESS CARDS. WILL NOT DO 10 ON A PAGE. FU PRINTER.
i hate art shows and obnoxious teachers and careless boyfriends and lies between friends and gel medium on my fingers and stupid flirtatious red heads who won’t disappear, and the school bus and damp weather and 7 AM rehearsals and biased mothers and spoiled little brothers and being horrendously exhausted.
also my favourite co-worker told me she would beat you up and then she gave me a headless jesus charm that she found.
and my customer told me boys were useless.
so that was nice.
someday i am going to date someone who puts me in the right place on their list of priorities.
someone who can arrive at the time we agree on, instead of an hour later. someone who doesn’t consider sitting next to me playing games on his phone hanging out. someone who would rather hold a conversation with me than fiddle around on my guitar. someone who phones me just to say hi and ask about...
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“Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in...”
– Joseph Conrad
“This is my skin. It keeps out the rain and words I’d rather not hear like...”
– The Skin I’m In, I Wrote This For You
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Anonymous asked: hey people exposed/talking crap about you on http://tinyurl.com/ichangedmymind just thought id tell you
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tell me, can you tell me that the page will turn itself and take us somewhere else.
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i felt you in my life, before i ever thought to and the need to lay down, beside you and tell you i feel you in my heart.
also i have a test on probability distribution tomorrow and i know almost none of the material, i have a 25 page stats analysis due on friday, a presentation of that analysis on monday, a presentation comparing the g2 summit riots to brave new world, hamlet and heart of darkness on tuesday, and an entire art show due on the 20th.
this is not including my exams.
love grade 12, omg.
also, bishop’s is like that desperate ho at the bar throwing herself on everyone except it’s a university.
they just sent an e-mail offering to enter me in a best buy 100$ giftcard raffle if i apply
EVERYWHERE ELSE IS CHARGING ME MONEY, BISH
staying up, skipping homework, reblogging lovey things and waiting for it to be tomorrow.
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i’m asking for your help i am going through hell afraid nothing can save me but the sound of your voice you cut out all the noise
though i don’t understand the meaning of love, i do not mind if i die trying.
it’s strange how you can both suddenly be struck with missing someone and still feel like you don’t know them at all anymore. how you can be perfectly happy where you are, and still miss the relationship you used to be in.
i don’t know if you’ll read this, but sometimes i wish we hadn’t stopped talking.