in lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though

i am so boring.

however, that movie just about made my life





not even jail - interpol

dead poet´s society

so freaking over the sound of my own voice
or the sound of my own thoughts.
tomorrow, i´m changing for the worse.

some people need to stop complaining about how bad their lives are because it makes them look pathetic and that is the honest to god truth. you do things so people will pity you and it works... but perhaps not in the way you had planned.
grow a pair.

i was wondering about questions and i thought that maybe as you grew older your head becomes less full of questions, and more full of answers. i then came to the conclusion that the day i run out of questions is the day i die.

you know that feeling that when you´re scared or alone and what helps you and cheers you up is the thought of one certain person? well this feeling identifies exactly how much that certain person means to me. which is a hell of a lot.

holidays are what life are supposed to be like all the time.

waste of paint - bright eyes

non-sensical

how am i supposed to believe that it´s possible to love someone forever?

dark blue - jack´s mannequin

tell me do you stand by your man

calm your nerves now

don't worry, just breathe

are you sure now?

don't bother packing, let's just leave

said they wanted change

i hope that you remain the same

to show that this is not a game

let's end this tragedy today

now take my hand and we will run away

down to this place that I know

how did this night become the enemy?

it's over, it's over, it's over

oh em eff gee

27th of June 2010.

definately the weirdest day of my entire life.

i'm fairly sure i'm in a state of shock.. but i can't be sure... because i'm too shocked to tell

la fin d'une famille

vacances

1. erase sleep debt
2. find unfound music
3. continue being in love

money for nothing

to one person: she doesn't know what she's missing. you deserve the world

to another: you are my everything, christopher robin

to another: i miss you so terribly

to another: i'm not even sure how you know me so well

to another: you still know how to make me laugh. and distract me from work. i hope you don't get hit too hard, that may be a shame.

and to one final kid:

you don't even know the extent of your brilliancy. have i mentioned i love you?

insert comma

and i know, and i know
it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up
i've never been so surreptitious
so, of course, i'll be distracted when i spike the punch

why can't i be not me?

i love hate double negatives

him

okay so according to a few people this post is long overdue
he is all things amazing

gigs

thieves

i'm not sad
i'm just
nothing
because everything
is so much
to handle
when i'm not
not sad

if you understand, raise your hand. welcome to life in my band.

occupation

bonkers

we're spectacular kids

black my eyes

each day is worse than the one before

i can't for the life of me figure out if you're conceited or just genuinely so much better than me'

ten things you shouldn't know

1. i make lists because sometimes i need to force myself into a reality check


2. i hate how i look when i smile but i never hide it because i live in fear of being that girl


3. i write out the things i want to say to people on my phone and save it as a draft. then i delete it because i feel guilty for being two-faced


4. i hate being alone in anyway


5. i get angry openly about stupid things but bottle up the things that actually matter


6. i trust people way too easily but i don't really feel like changing that


7. i wake up every day and promise myself this will be a new start but at the end of the day i realise that i didn't change at all


8. i don't believe i deserve most of what i get


9. i say my favourite colour is yellow but it's actually green


10. i made this list dramatic entirely by accident and am now wondering if i should delete it

stationary - anberlin

accidentally empathetic

freaking bad day.

just let me cry figuratively for a while

i'd better get some damn good hugs tomorrow

i am not afraid to keep on living

i love tonight

so unattractive

wait and see
this may be the tipping point that i've been avoiding

my religion

chance, luck, destiny, kindess, karma, meditation, heaven, equality, ghosts, fate, magic.

ma famille

you're crazy and you're horrible

you're my everything

i have a hard time looking people in the eye

i need you to do the same for me

as i did for you

the world 'totally' is barely ever used in a non-sarcastic way

i'm sick of hating everything about myself all the time.

i want that kind of confidence that lights up a room

i want that kind of confidence that makes nothing impossible

goal confirmed.

a whole lot of lies

1. i feel okay
2. i am stable at the moment
3. i know exactly what i want
4. my braces don't hurt
5. i want to be your friend
6. i don't cry
7. i'm going on a diet
8. i'm not confused out of my mind
9. i love myself
10. i like myself
11. i tolerate myself

everyone's inadequate

loves:

• not knowing what the fuck you're feeling or why
• not being able to do a single thing about it
  

just like a young girl should, yeah

i'm enjoying this

i'm pretty much the braces king.

like seriously

FEAR ME

tisk a tasket

i let you take the wheel and the driver's seat
strapped in, so you get the best of me
now what's left are the memories

ayyyeeeeeeee.

i have a problem with the fact that i can't just be satisfied with my life.

i want more than i have

nono

i crave it.

but this feeling will pass

..hopefully

because i don't need anything else.

and the sad sad truth is

i thought i was happy?

i'm a sucker for romance

or maybe i'm just a sucker in general

challenge accepted, bretheren

hello sunday

pancakes, earning money, shopping, painting toenails, watching crappy tv, drinking orangina, going on a run, writing an 800 word humour piece, looking up photos of people that lower my self confidence dramatically, learning the lyrics to californication, my dog, omegle, thinking about rain

at night the house is quiet
you might wonder why
[punk's not dead]
she's just gone to bed.

utsukushii inside

+ friends that i can't believe i didn't know before
+ the notebook

no one's home

six years mean nothing to you

every last ounce of my respect for you is gone.

awks

he looks like harry potter...not really...he just has glasses

good morning sunshine

it's time to wake those tired blue eyes

and face the day

pray and pray but it won't get better
drive all night but you can't outrun the weather
you can try and try but it won't get better
you can stay the night, it won't last forever

i'll fall asleep waiting for you
'cuz if I held my breath
it would be the last thing that I'd ever do
so I'll fall asleep waiting for you
buried under blankets meant for two
'till I wake up next to you

this is a really really sad day

TENNIS ISN'T SO SPECIAL

oh and also

i refuse to believe

that i was the only one to ever watch 'little bill'

glass bones and paper skin

my aunty's pen is on my uncle's desk

go fuck yourselves.

good huddle

horrible day

spectacular mood.

just seeing you makes me smile

i'd like to smile more often.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

have i ever mentioned i love religion?

i keep getting reassured of this.

it's nice.

be my muse

lately i've been thinking alot about respect