Saturday, January 7, 2012

shutup

You're really stupid and I don't like you. Please shut up and get out of my house. Thank you.


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


Wow, I can not believe I didn't start writing for hours about my New Years Eve kiss. It was amazing :) Absolutely incredible, everything I could have ever hoped for. It was with the sweetest boy I have ever met, who makes me incredibly happy. I want to stay this way foreverr.

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?