January 2009
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“You say that love goes anywhere. In your darkest time, it’s just enough to...”
– Jimmy Eat World, “Polaris”
It's too close for comfort.
I’ve had Rihanna’s “Disturbia,” the original plus every cover, stuck in my head the entire day from hearing it once at Matthew’s Bar Mitzvah. These past few days have been good; I really love my family.
This song has picked me up at my lowest of lows.
Baby, we keep burning up.
At our family dinner tonight, my 11-year-old cousin pointed the following out to me that made a lot of sense, and I was really impressed with the ties I was able to make to something so simple that the wee 5th grader said.
Several of my cousins and I were standing at the railing on the balcony of restaurant that only came up to my hips, and it was windy and pretty chilly. My cousin said,...
“This song is for Bush, “Thnks Fr Th Mmrs,” even if they weren’t so great…”
– Pete Wentz (via jcupcakes)
“We will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.”
– Barack Obama
(via everyone)
(via lenier)
(via andyjfromeastla) (via soiledteenagedgirlfriend) (via justalittlefaith)
(via aodouls)
(via sunshineheartaches)
(via valmont) (via howl)
(via wooden)
“Fly away with me. You can take me to the sky. You’ve got just what I need. Will...”
– Mae, “Rocket”
I've got desperate desires and unadmirable plans.
These two PostSecrets make me feel not so alone and are completely me.
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy.
I have approximately 20 minutes to post something before it’s tomorrow, and January 17th goes without a Tumblr post. God forbid.
That’s what my life is a lot about lately: TIME. And how much I hate how slowly it moves, how I feel restraints on most aspects on my life because of it, and how perplexing it is that it can pass quickly. A watched pot never boils.
That about sums it up for...
We'll be watching your back.
Today when Hopkins announced that we would be watching the inauguration on Tuesday in school, every stuck-up, white, closed-minded, stereotypical, conservative, materialistic, conformist, republican bitch in my school groaned. Seriously, I wanted to blast all of their faces off. Get over it, and at least try to be glad that we as a country are not going to be spiraling downhill when it comes to...
This won't be the last thing that I say.
And so tomorrow, another month has passed us by. Another month of being the happiest I’ve ever been.
I’m anxious right now. I’m so ready to see a musical hero of mine tonight that I’ve been dying to see for quite some while.
It'd take a miracle, so that's what I'm praying...
I had a normal dream last night. It wasn’t one involving being murdered or losing the love of my life; It wasn’t scary like that. It was strangely …normal. It feels good, since I had the other ones because of real situations.
My mother told me I had an extremely great voice last night. That just about made my life.
Today’s going to be a good day, since it was kicked off...
Say whatever you want, cause I can laugh it off.
My apologies for not posting anything about what’s been going on with me and my life in the past few days on here. I’ve just been at a loss as to what to say. It’s been normal, except for a couple of irregularities. I guess I can sort this all out, though.
I’m really excited for Thursday. It’s been forever since I’ve been to a show, and I can’t wait to...
“I really only liked this song when I thought the lyrics were, ‘Ooh girl, club...”
– Gabe Saporta on how Electric Feel by MGMT is one of his favorite songs of 2008 (via wooden)
HAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAH.
alysesmooney:
liars turn me on
i’d really, really, really have to agree with you.
“It’s time to cover up and tell me about everything. You’re missing....”
– Four Letter Lie, “Tell Me About Everything”
Girl, you just can't dance forever.
Lostprophets never fails to get me through absolutely anything.
You're slow to learn that you can't win with her.
First day back was a fucking bust.
Take your fairy tale life elsewhere, please. I actually have problems, regardless of the fact that you think one aspect of your life can cure all the shitty ones.
People need to fucking reply to my texts.
I lost my beat in a sea of shapes and sounds, and...
19 days of vacation come to a close tomorrow, and I couldn’t be more bummed. I didn’t really do much, per se, over these past couple of weeks, but I still feel like this was the most fulfilling break ever. All in all, I realized how lucky I am to be in love, no strings attached, I made so many new friends, I bettered my relationships with everyone in my family, and it was confirmed...
Chase this light with me.
I let it get so late tonight before I remembered to post on here for the day, but I have nothing really to say. Let’s see…
School resumes Tuesday. Frankly, fuck my life.
It feels so great to have a soundtrack shared between you and someone close to you, with memories instilled in every song and every lyric. I’ve never been so happy, complete, in love.
I may go watch some...
I need you to know what I'm feeling.
The only thing better than the music scene of my home state is the music scene of my hometown. Story of my life. I love my life. I have never been this happy.
“The rest of your life may rest in my eyes.”
– A Skylit Drive, “According To Columbus”
If you really want me, you just gotta let me know.
Last night was great. I’m really excited to see where this whole band thing will lead, if anywhere, haha. Nah, they’re a great group of guys, so if they follow through and give me this lead position after all, we’re gonna have some great times and make it pretty far, I hope. :)
This morning, Haley, Claire, and I ate just about all the food and drinks in my house, and on top of...