December 2010
29 posts
NO SIN IS GREATER THAN THE OTHER
atfierce:
PREACH!
roller coaster
My emotions are once again all over the place. Yesterday I was calm and ready to accept things for what they were. Today I am ready to start bawling my eyes out. I am going to make myself believe that this is all just my menstruation cycle fucking with me. Nothing more and nothing less.
yesssssss
I love it when you finger me in the car while your driving. Like you just did on our trip back home from PA. *Reminisces* I wonder how loud I was screaming. Lol.
I have decided
I am going to look at my current situation as a blessing in disguise. There are some positive things that can come out of this. I can finally get in some time to meditate. I can more closely watch what I eat. I can make it a point to exercise more. I can catch up on some sleep.
I am going to try to work on my relationship with my parents. I really want us to be on much better terms. Overall...
That awkward moment when family members that don't...
robmfzombie:
rainbowballz:
happens to me all the time.and i just laugh and say “No” they ask “why” and i just shake my head and kanye shrug and say “its just not my thing” hopefully they read between the lines
MY LIFE.
Not that I care about material things a lot, it just would’ve been nice to get something. A card even would do. Just woke up about thirty minutes ago. All I want to do is go back to bed. I got a little inkling of freedom which doesn’t even matter because all my friends are doing things already. It’s too late to try to do stuff with them. Ugh. I hate this all so much. And I just...
I am so tired.
I am just going to give up. Because either way I am going to get hurt. And either way I’m making someone unhappy. And either way I am not going to be happy with myself. Well, this way is going to make me more miserable. This way I will become the thing I hate. I’ll have to be fake. I’ll have to be the person I never wanted to be. I’ll have to admit defeat. Because...
Enough of the sad stuff. Making a change :)
I need to learn to stop getting my hopes up.
disappointment has made its home here.
BBD
I just saw my final grades for the semester. I got the B’s I wanted, but that D is a little dissappointing. I am really trying to get my grades up. It’s just so hard with everything else that is going on in my life. It’s not like high school where all I had to worry about was school. I’ve got health issues and money issues and social issues too. All and all I’m proud...
lisachaves:
Why is it that every time I look inside my closet I always seem to say that I have “nothing to wear” but in reality, I still have a ton of clothes I haven’t worn yet?
Missing my baby
I miss her so much. I feel like it has been forever since I’ve last seen her. I just want to touch her, and hold her, and love her, and kiss her, and caress her. And then after all of that passionate stuff I can fuck her. It sucks, she’s begging for it but we’re miles apart so I can’t give it to her. Even if I do get to see her soon, there is absolutely no gurantee that we...
i don't like change
But I guess I have to get used to it.
Sex dreams. What do they mean?
So I’m an adorable baby?
Trying to find the words that I want to put down here. But I can’t come up with anything. Nothing that can express how I feel.
What do you suppose I do?
Winter has me so blue
And cold
Very, very cold
I want to go back to warm summer nights
Staying out late
Parked outside some place random
Impromptu trips to who knows where
The lights
The sights
The sounds
The freedom
random survey
LAYER 1: YOU. Birth Date: 01/29/91 Current Location: college park, md Hair Color: dark brown/black Righty/Lefty: righty
LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE. Your fear: being unsuccessful, disappointing other people Your dream of the perfect date: idk, all my dates with her have been so good…I can’t imagine how to top them…I guess a trip to a foreign land via cruise ship LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY,...
I can never quite figure this out. I would never think of an overweight/fat/obese/chubby girl as ugly just because of their weight. But when it comes to myself, I gain 50 pounds and I’m hideous. Why? Why do I only relate weight gain with unattractiveness within myself?