September 2011
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The power is still out at my house. I got 1/3 of my homework done by candlelight. I have to meet Mike soon… Which is a good excuse to stop reading about camera angles.
August 2011
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I’m not sure if anyone knows this but apparently if you have your window down while sitting in your car, that is like code for “please to talk to me if you’re a creepy man while I’m all alone in this dark parking lot”. Two guys in an SUV drove up to my car and said “Hey how you doin’?” So naturally I didn’t make eye contact, turned on my car to...
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Hey here’s something to talk about… I am madly in love with my boyfriend, Michael Cookson, of two years.
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I want to believe you but I can’t feel a thing.
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Went to someone’s blog and there were cute pictures so I kept scrolling and scrolling and out of no where came picture after picture of SNAKES. I almost passed out.
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You are not the sun.
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I wish I could erase people and events from my brain. Sometimes it is impossible to get my mind off of certain subjects. I wish Lacuna Inc. was a real place.
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Why am I sitting here? I have shit to do.
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Share with me cause I need it right now
Let me see your insides
Write me off, cause I’d rather starve now
if you won’t open up,
you won’t open up
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Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind.
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So much has happened… I’ve been neglecting my tumblr because of it.
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I wouldn’t trade you for the world.
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Tomorrow I’m getting my tattoo worked on some more… yessssssssssssssss.
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These past couple of days have been hard. But at times things start to look up. I feel I am going in the right direction career wise and Mike and I had a serious talk about our future the other day. I have all kinds of plans… I just want to see them come to life.
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I think your bruise was understated
Because you can’t feel this anymore
It’s getting bluer and you can’t keep faking
That you can’t feel this anymore
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Call me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not. I’m glad that you can forgive, I’m only hoping as time goes on you can forget.
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I hung my favorite shirt
on the floorboard
wrinkled up
from pulling, pushing, and
tasting, tasting