January 2010
14 posts
"i haven't been gone very long
but it feels like a life time”
it's been too long tumblr
and all of my previous posts have been few and far between…
oh well, good night (i require unhealthy amounts of sleep as of late)
HOLY FOODS, NATALIE
nafferly:
briiidget:
your was governor was arnold schwarzenegger
ahaha. yeahhh. we had the GOVENATOR. pretty chill. you know you live in a cool state when your governor is an action hero with an austrian accent. (even if he fails at actually governing, but thats irrelevant)
your was governor was. i like you. TONS.
love is patient
love is not self-seeking
HOLY FOODS, NATALIE
your was governor was arnold schwarzenegger
angelsandadjectives:
likesbears:
I’m having one of those moments where all noises are hitting me at once and I feel uncomfortable and I want to rip my skin off so I can breathe and run free outside in the cold, because maybe the burning in my lungs as I choke on the icy air will make me feel more alive.
It’s like I need to flail my arms out and stretch my fingers and kick my feet and scream...
so very many
obscenities in one post.
my appologies
:(
i can fix it!
BLEEEPP BLEP, guess who decides to assign ANOTHER photography assignment 2, TEWWWH, 2, TEWHHH, two, not even actually, not even TWO DAYS before EVERYTHING else is due. everything for the whole BLEEEPP 18 weeks. BLEP shit.
no one in that class gives a BLEP anyways. they always turn in these bumfBLEP pictures. while probably about 3 people in the whole class (including myself) actually put effort...
went to my friend's house... accidentally stabbed...
but it was okay :)… he cleaned it and made it all bettaww while i appologized for bleeding
miss you :/
so many posts about love...
anyways, my air vent was bein’ psyco and making noises; it looked like there was a dragon fly in it… there wasn’t… it was just some lint… so i ate a snickerdoodle cookie
i started the year off...
badly?
…
WHA?
…
twenty ten so far
angelsandadjectives:
Midnight is an awkward countdown over a cell phone in a brightly lit room with too little underage drinking. Kiss every girl in the room on both cheeks and halfway exchange an awkward hug with that boy. Happy new year. Throw cherry bombs into the fire and marvel at the neighbors’ fireworks. We feel a little lame in the moist woods, using the word ‘moist’ the most we’ve ever...