December 2009
42 posts
Dec 31st
ListenOwl City - Dear Vienna
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Dec 30th
Ansdnsfigbse5w4tt... the fuck?
HOW many posts have I made today?!?! I’ve had this blog, for what, 5-6 days? I’m already addicted. Must. Get. Off. Now. I leave you with this. Good bye.
Dec 29th
I cried after reading this. I then ran to my mom,...
-intsik: When you were inside your mom’s tummy, your mom suffered the pain that you gave to her, and you thanked her by kicking her all day long. When you were 1 year old, your mom celebrated the first birthday of you, you thanked her by crying all day long. When you were 2 years old, your mom started teaching you how to talk, you thanked her by saying...
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(3) Random fact technically #1, but counts as #3:...
I started to tell people a year ago, this month. I’m pretty sure that I’ve been bisexual since the 5th grade. >.< This is actual the first random fact that I typed up on my own. The others were reblogged by me, but I did the same things as the people I took them from, so I thought it wouldn’t make a difference.
Dec 29th
(2) random fact: (just like gelai's) i don't touch...
pananaghoy: also handles, as much as possible the handles on grocery carts, or anything that has been touched by the hands of the human populace. hahaha! i’m OC like that!
Dec 29th
(1) Random fact: Whenever I drink and raise the...
(via em-pe) same here!
Dec 29th
GMH →
givesmehope: Other people’s boyfriends take them out for elaborate meals, and buy them Tiffany bracelets. My boyfriend, though, is eighteen, lives by himself, goes to school, pays rent and has no money. Our dates are nights in with movies. When I see him going through his change jar to treat me to some chocolate, it makes me wanna cry. His love GMH.
Dec 29th
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Why can’t I fucking sleep? It feels like I’m staying up just to wait and tell him good morning in a few hours.
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Dec 29th
Surprising anger.
I hate how I see you at all the wrong times. It’s fucking 1 A.M., stay the fuck out of my life, please. We were friends, now I hate looking at you. It’s not about him, it’s not about your sad style, it’s not even about how much you need to fucking grow up. You are a fucking bitch. Oh, poor little emo girl, what happened? He isn’t enough to replace the pleasure of...
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oh fuck, yes.
i’m not doing anything. now shut up and call me before 2 am >.<
Dec 29th
Oh fuck.
Are we on at the same time? Leave it fucking alone!
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13712.) So, I thought I was in love, a year ago. I...
(via blogsecret) same here
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Dec 28th
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GMH →
givesmehope: Today my boyfriend and I spent the entire day together. While we were laying on the grass and talking, he told me I made him the happiest man on earth. My boyfriend has been clinically depressed for the last 6 months. This definitely GMH.
Dec 27th
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13610.) I narrate my life when I'm alone.
(via blogsecret)
Dec 26th
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ListenFirst Try - Brendon Urie (of Panic! At The...
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Try me, babe →
Dec 26th
Merry Christmas
Hell yeah, my emotion: Wanting to be tired? This photo: Awe :3 Pure joy. Merry Christmas to one and all! I can’t sleep. It’s 12:33 A.M. over here in dis’ ‘ere timezone-majigger in da’ East. (Okay, my sincerest apologies. I kid, I kid.) Now, I’m listening to Boys Like Girls’ cover of Frou Frou’s Let Go on repeat. I’m in love with this...
Dec 25th
The Eve of Christmas
Hell yeah, my emotion: Apprehensive. I’m wearing a short, and I mean short, blue, spaghetti-strapped, metallic dress with black stockings, black flats, and a black short-sleeved shirt to a big family gathering-dinner-type thing tonight for Christmas Eve. And the thing is, I didn’t even pick this out; my, normally fashion-blind, mother did. I’m not saying it’s ugly,...
Dec 24th
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“If I fell any harder for you, I’d fall off the face of the earth.”
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GMH →
givesmehope: My senior year, I was the only girl in one of my classes and was always teased by them for it. I still baked for every one of them on their birthday, expecting nothing back. My birthday was the last in the class. I walked in that day to 17 boys holding plates of cookies. They each baked for me, without talking to eachother about it. Those boys GMH
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