divorced from reality
just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world
Saturday, February 11, 2012
What Do You Take Me For?
It's absolutely hilarious how things can go from being so great to so awful in a matter of 15 minutes. I don't understand how someone who's supposed to care about you and raise you can say such hurtful things to you and mean them?
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Jenna Marbles

Dear Jenna Marbles,
I love your videos, you're a pretty fuckin' hilarious lady. Plus you're extremely good looking and I'm attracted to you because of this. I secretly think we're twins or something because like I dyed my hair red and then you did. You started loving Nyan Cat and then I did. It's kind of a cute thing we have going on without really knowing eachother.
That Sexy Sexual Love Poem that you wrote for me, really touched my heart. I picked out what I want at the dollar store.
You rock girl, don't ever change.
Love
-Cait
Ps. I subscribed to your channel...
faaaalling in love...
If you are going to fall in love with me it's only fair you know what you're falling in love with. You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be on the clingy side. You're falling in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I'm a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you'll fall in love with my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me. But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I'm with you, the way I'll text you in the morning just so i know you'll have a good day/ You\re falling in love with the occasionally humourous thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me the most important thing will be that yuo are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible to do so.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Thursday, January 5, 2012
meet the parents
I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me. I hope you liked me... that's all.
infect me with your love, fill me with your poison
over-thinking
Over-thinking ruins you...ruins the situation, twists things around, makes you worry and just makes everything much worse than it actually is. I find I do this on a regular basis, where I just sit around and analyze absolutely everything that someone has said to me that day. Although, unlike most who just let comments made by those they love slide because they "couldn't possible have meant something so cruel,"I unlike the rest of the world, take absolutely everything to heart. It must so very evident that something was a joke and I make myself feel so incredibly awful because I cannot stop analyzing absolutely everything that they have said. Maybe this is why I can't sleep at night? Maybe it's because this is all I do when I let my brain wonder?
someone's in love with your smile

I want to be that girl that is known for her smile, that when people talk about her they say "yeah that girl, that one that's always smiling...she looks as if she is genuinely happy with her life." I want to be that happy and I want people to envy it. I want people to look at me and see a happy girl; a happy girl who is happy with herself and all of her flaws. Is it so much to ask, to be that girl?
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