June 2011
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College
I’m scared- more than anything. I’m not worried about making friends, I’m not worried about ‘fitting in,’ because I can do that- I’ve done it before. I’m more afraid of losing the friends I have, of forgetting, of changing. Because honestly, I’m perfectly content with my life right now, and I’m not ready to let that go.
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May 2011
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I love when sexy guys are outside shirtless during...
professorchaos:
Along with the boys who grow too tired to shave during the summer…
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TIME FOR OPERATION GRADUATION
demaret:
This is so accurate. You were like this the entire night. Me, however- not so much.
At first I’m all, ‘LOLFRINDZKMISSYOUGUIZE.’
Which soon turned into, ‘IDONTEVENKNOWWHATISHAPPENINGSOTIRED.’
I'm not ready for this to end.
I hope these friendships remain.
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creativecloud:
merejuxtaposition:
Ahh, makes sense- would this be a graduation party, or just a party in general?
Start brainstorming themes. Uhhh, sortakinda, I’m not a gypsy. I don’t know what I am. Nor am I finished. Soyeah.
this would be just a party party because graduation parties have no themes…
I’m digging that theme, especially the addition to it. You are full of...
@creativecloud
Ahh, makes sense- would this be a graduation party, or just a party in general?
Start brainstorming themes. Uhhh, sortakinda, I’m not a gypsy. I don’t know what I am. Nor am I finished. Soyeah.
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Things I say far too often, a list-
angst & rage
cats & cardigans
animosity
touché
and stuff
would we be friends if…
challenge accepted
this is why we’re friends
forever alone
me and my invisible boyfriend…
well, this is awkward
you don’t even know me
you don’t know my life
so much hate
sucks to suck
oh, just me?
look at my life, look at my choices
what even/I can’t even
...
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Regrets are an excuse for people who have failed.
– Ned Vizzini (It’s Kind of a Funny Story)
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Common Conversation
Steven: Today is Kristina and my 8 months!
Sage: Tomorrow is one year for me and Cody!
Me: Tomorrow is 18 years with myself. Forever alone.
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Loss of Meaning
a soft tail-end of a word
murmurs of conversation
spitting, scathing retorts
all syllables faded
misplaced syntax
an abandoned desire to understand
side-stepping conversation
with an unparalleled reckless abandon
not another word
words are stagnant
meanings bitter
the art of pontificating- lost.
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Someone else.
1: We can't really get married, I love someone else.
2: Oh? Who, then? I'll take her down, I have no qualms.
1: Well, she's in college, so it doesn't matter anyways.
2: Where does she go?
1: UT.
2: You will be rather far next year, then.
1: Yeah, I know...but that's alright. I'll find someone else to love.
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demaret-deactivated20120304 asked: we're. gooooin' to the cha-pel,
and we're~~~~~
g0nNa get mAaAaAried.
and we're~~~~~
g0nNa get mAaAaAried.
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Polar Realizations
Realization that school is almost over:
Realization that I only have this summer left with my friends:
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weighty--ghost asked: TELL ME SOMETHING INTERESTING
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I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close)
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Moving-
I hate the path my life tends to take- an inconsistant ebb and flow, leaving me often confused and in a haze, a false sense of security. Every time I become acclimated to a place, I am not allowed to stay. I am uprooted and transfered, to a new place, with new people, and new hardships. I have yet to experience the fullness and joy of that security, and I doubt that I ever will.
The worst is the...
If people keep finding photos of me with lesbian...
I will literally have zero friends.
I really question that entire section of my life.
demaret-deactivated20120304 asked: d0000000d this year is so over. let's party now.
it's summer, i swear.
it's summer, i swear.
Numbers
Four days until band banquet.
Ten days until my old school’s graduation & op-grad.
Seventeen days until graduation.
Twenty-five days until TCU orientation.
Forty-nine days until I visit New York.
Ninety-one days until I move in to my dorm at Texas Christian University.
It’s all so soon.
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Too much socialization-
I just want to sleep and be alone for the rest of the evening. Band trip has me sunburnt, tired, and slightly pissy.
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