Tuesday, March 31, 2009
have you ever
not talked to someone in years and then realized they deserve to be shoved in front of a damn bus now.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
you know
i realized why i stopped getting into long rants about how i feel. i'm really annoying and self centered when i speak. i don't think it's avoidable.
i'm totally kidding, i'm sure it is. i'm just too lazy to do anything about it.
most of my writing is embellished sarcasm. it doesn't come out very well in print though. oh well.
also, when i read blogs, more than half the time i totally ignore the writing and just look at all the pictures. i wonder what that says about me.
SUBLIMINAL MESSAGING LOL
Sunday, March 22, 2009
bumblebee
Friday, March 20, 2009
i think
Thursday, March 12, 2009
wouldn't it be nice
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
i can't drive
pro: i misssed a whole day of school yesterday because of it.
con: i am trapped here because my parents are gone all weekend.
pro: i could throw a party!
con: it would have to end by 5.
my birthday's on monday. i'm perpetually afraid that everyone's going to forget and then feel bad about it. i think reminding people, "hey, my birthday's coming up!!!!*~*" is rude. and i think walking around with all those signs and posters and balloons and shit on your birthday is really tacky.
that said, i hope people bring them for me.
strange as it sounds, i really just want a good haircut for my birthday. that and the ability to bother the hell out of my mom whenever were at the mall with "i really like this, you know, i didn't really ask for anything on my birthday.
i'm thinking about going black.
con: i am trapped here because my parents are gone all weekend.
pro: i could throw a party!
con: it would have to end by 5.
my birthday's on monday. i'm perpetually afraid that everyone's going to forget and then feel bad about it. i think reminding people, "hey, my birthday's coming up!!!!*~*" is rude. and i think walking around with all those signs and posters and balloons and shit on your birthday is really tacky.
that said, i hope people bring them for me.
strange as it sounds, i really just want a good haircut for my birthday. that and the ability to bother the hell out of my mom whenever were at the mall with "i really like this, you know, i didn't really ask for anything on my birthday.
i'm thinking about going black.
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