December 8, 2009
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kathrynnn:

paramonica:

lullabysounds:

ntima:

sugarspun:feargall:loveyourchaos:fuckyeahyyys:

The new acoustic version of Maps

this is such a beautiful song, specially like this

sweethomestyle:

(via hello-holly)

 someone paint my room.

sweethomestyle:

(via hello-holly)

 someone paint my room.

December 7, 2009

Is it just me or is it just a hidden problem now?
Hiding everything underneath yourself doesn’t help anything. Especially this.

November 14, 2009

My boyfriend and I have now been dating for a year….it’s strange, isn’t it? I feel like it’s only been a couple days.

October 29, 2009

I don’t know why I’ve been beating myself up so much lately.
I feel like every day goes by and I don’t complete anything. Everything that’s around me is just left there without my touch because I don’t do shit.
 

October 15, 2009

I envy everyone with long hair.

October 13, 2009

The Art of Goodbye

tylerknott:

“I am getting far too accustomed to saying goodbye. I know it is not Goodbye goodbye, but it is still a goodbye and it still hurts almost the same. How strange a feeling to get so used to someone’s presence, so used to their hand inside yours, so completely used to the sound of their voice ringing actually in your ears, not through a telephone, and then have to say goodbye to it when it really starts to feel Normal, when it really starts to feel tangible. I am taunted and I am teased by time, I can almost hear it laughing at me. It gives me minutes, hours and days with her, just enough to get used to having her next to me, and the moment it starts to feel so perfectly normal and right, time takes her away again.”

-I wrote this 5 years ago today.  Now our goodbyes are for hours, not days or at worst, days not months.  Thank goodness.-

October 10, 2009

Idea #2

-To put a hamic in the basement…the idea is churning.

Idea #1

-Must have someone draw my dream house. Including:

  • Wrap around porch
  • Big weeping willow tree in the front yard
  • next to it-a nice big treehouse in a big tree.

I think I want the actual exterior to be like my current house.
I know it’s a little childish to think about a dream house, but I can’t help it.

I'm thinking

Maybe my mom smokes cigarettes. I wouldn’t be mad if she did every so often. She obviously doesn’t all the time because she doesn’t smell like it. I think I’m going to search the house for them.

September 29, 2009

I am so lost. I feel like I am looking through someone else’s eyes. I can’t explain it. I feel like I’ve never seen myself before.

Seems like it’s getting harder to believe in anything
Than just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts
Paramore-Turn It Off