February 2012
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January 2012
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You know what sucks?
Walking in heels and feeling like a confident HBIC, and then your boyfriend tells you to not wear heels because it makes him feel short.
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All the cool kids from my elementary school are hanging out together right now. And I’m at home because I wasn’t invited.
Just like old times.
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mother: everyone enters a relationship just for the sex.
me: so all those relationships you had...?
mother: nope i never had relationships EVER i never had sex i'm still a virgin you are a product of an immaculate conception
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So my mother informs me that my dad has been watching porn all day.
That is not something I want to know, mother.
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Introduce me to the night. Bring me out into the moonlight. Dance with me on the roads, on the pavements. Let your nose bump awkwardly with mine as you try to kiss me under the stars. Find my hand in the darkness. Follow me as the moon follows us. Sing with me through the noise. Let the energy of the city at night thrum through our veins and our hearts.
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It’s kinda sad how I have to resort to blocking you from my Facebook feed.
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Strangers on the internet know more about my feelings for you than you ever will.
December 2011
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Thing is, I will always wait. I wait for you to turn around as you walk away. I wait for you to give me a call on my birthday, on christmas, on new year’s eve, on any other day, honestly. I wait for you to send me an email, a text, or a letter. I wait for you to remember my existence, to point to me and exclaim ‘That’s the girl I want to kiss, and spend the rest of my life...
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This 2012, I will challenge myself. I will run, run, run until I collapse, until I barely feel my bones. I will pause, I will rest, I will catch my breath, but I will get up and continue moving. I will push myself out of my comfort zone, out of my comfy couch, out of my soft, warm bed. I will jump, dive, kick, run, run and run. I will push my boundaries. I will jump into the water without checking...
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You’re going to miss me. You’re going to miss me when you watch our favorite tv show without my snarky commentary. When it’s 5am and you’re drunk and you have no one to call. When you look at the stars. When you feel the need to cry (like a man). When you see something that reminds you of me and you get out your phone to text me and you realize you don’t have my...
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I was made for happiness. I was meant for comedies, or for finding something to laugh at in horror or action movies. I was meant for that a bit too loud snort at an inappropriate joke in class. Or that anecdote that makes you laugh before you can finish it. Or that youtube video of a cat barking. I’ve been told that my eyes smile when I break into a grin and that my entire face lights up...
November 2011
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sometimes i think that the reason they have colored liquid soap in public restrooms is that white liquid soap looks like semen, and it’s kinda hard to distinguish in a dimly lit room.
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