December 2008
November 2008
ucftheatrekid:
I’ve been wondering about this for a while…How does one become Santa in the mall or places of that nature? I tried Googling it, but nothing is coming up. Does anyone know?
Did you get Santa to leave me a voicemail this morning?
The first dream I had last night is that you protected me from some creeper guys and one of them said to me “You’re lucky you have such a great boyfriend.”
…then, I went to sleep in my Mom’s bed.
I proceeded to have a dream of going to Kimora’s house that was built like the Senate and turned out to be the Senate but it was more like the Senate in Legally...
The night was all haze and champagne bubbles. An inky sapphire mask to cloud your wit and release your desire. Beautiful yet fragile, the feeling one can only feel on a night like this. Suddenly, your stroll becomes an elegant waltz, your words a lyrical prose. Your life flashes before you like a glamorous Hollywood classic. Everything is sequins and silk and chiffon and sparkling.
My heart is a teacup with hairline cracks. I feel like I have to walk real carefully so it won’t get shaken and just all shatter and break.
if you can’t leave it be, might as well make it bleed.
how’s that working out for you? being clever?
don’t fucking ignore me.
“Get through the moment. Avoid confrontation. Run away. That’s pretty much...”
– Chuck P.
You’re a thief.
a kiss about apple pie a la mode with the vanilla creaminess in the pie heat. a kiss about chocolate, when you haven’t eaten chocolate in a year. a kiss about palm trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the strip sizzling with champagne. a kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs.
I got a little drunk. And now I just want to cuddle up next to the furnace…but that’s an impossibility.
I wanna wake up naked next to you, kissing the curve in your clavicle…
I haven’t written anything decent or complete in a long time. It feels good. Cathartic. My thoughts are so chaotic and scattered lately (/always) that I can never seem to put them into a cohesive lyrical being. I just did though. I feel like I can breathe now. Not many, if any, will read it but just having it out of my mind and onto a tangible page is like having a little weight lifted off...
Talk is cheap and you’re a king. Filling up my world with jewels and sheets and crowns and feasts. You warm up my night and waste away my day. And it’s lush and regal but I play the slave.
So just let me drown, I’ll go willingly. I’m almost unconscious now, smother me. I’ll take my last breath right here, lost in your strong warm sea. You might not be special but...
“Your love must not depend on sad-eyed boys. You can be in love with sunflower...”
– Dangerous Angels (for a moment, I forgot how much I adore this series).
ms. jones taught me english, but i think i just shot her son. ‘cause he owed me money, with a bullet in the chest you can’t outrun. now he’s bleeding in the vacant lot, the one in the summer where we used to smoke pot. i guess i didn’t mean it, but man, you should’ve seen it. his flesh explode…
slow motion, see me let go. we tend to die young. slow motion, see...
how do i get back there to the place where i fell asleep inside you?
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.
inmywardrobe:
onesong:
thisbloghearsmyconfessions:
alohanico:
thisbloghearsmyconfessions:
Dear Wise Tumblr Advice Givers,
Is a little over a month too early to ask the “are-you-seeing-anyone-else” question? Should this question even be asked? Should it be brought up jokingly, seriously, randomly, otherwise? Please. Let me in on your insights. All are welcome to reblog with...
today is my real birthday!
kateskute:
and my ass is finally feeling better! thank god.
Happy Birthday! Hope you have a fabulous day!
i’m already feeling the ache…and he just left.
this is wonderfulhorriblecrazyridiculousbeautifulscaryetc.
damn. i really like him.
“girl, i’m gonna rock you like a cradle.”
– john legend.
alohanico:
thisbloghearsmyconfessions:
Dear Wise Tumblr Advice Givers,
Is a little over a month too early to ask the “are-you-seeing-anyone-else” question? Should this question even be asked? Should it be brought up jokingly, seriously, randomly, otherwise? Please. Let me in on your insights. All are welcome to reblog with answers/advice.
Thank You Muchly,
Brittany
P.S. I’m not asking...
Dear Wise Tumblr Advice Givers,
Is a little over a month too early to ask the “are-you-seeing-anyone-else” question? Should this question even be asked? Should it be brought up jokingly, seriously, randomly, otherwise? Please. Let me in on your insights. All are welcome to reblog with answers/advice.
Thank You Muchly,
Brittany
P.S. I’m not asking to be the...
I’d arrest you if I had handcuffs I’d arrest you if I had the time I’d throw you down in the backseat As if you’d committed a terrible crime
and the skin you call your home holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in and lungs that can't breathe when they're alone
I have done an amazing job at calming myself down today. Multiple times. I didn’t even take a Xanax. I’m impressed with myself.
Randomly perusing friends’ profiles on Facebook, I come across someone from high school who leads me to another person from high school who leads me to another etc.
And everyone is engaged, or with child, or married, or a parent.
It’s fucking weird.
I’m really glad that didn’t happen to me.
It sounds rude but yeah, that’s just not my life and I’m proud of...
Is it real?
bestmistake:
Sometimes it’s hard to pretend you don’t care about something, when it really has an affect on you. How do you numb yourself truly? I can’t do it. I’m not sure if I want to either. What do you feel? ’Cause I don’t think you understand the extent of what you are doing.
I hate that. People always tell you not to think about it or that you shouldn’t feel that way, as if...
A breakdown is sure to come at any moment.
I woke up this morning wanting to cry. Fuck You, Subconscious.
twilight sucks? really....
kateskute:
because i just got goosebumps watching the trailer.
it doesn’t suck. if you read/loved/obsessed over the books, then you will have tiny problems here and there with a few things. but never anything major.
enjoy it today :-)
Music meme
sufjanssteven:
shorterexcerpts:
skysignal:
Rules:
- Choose a singer/band/group - Answer the following using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group
Band: Frank Zappa
1. Are you male or female? Muffin Man 2. Describe yourself. G-Spot Tornado, or Willie the Pimp 3. What do people feel when they’re around you? The Dog Breath Variations 4. How would you describe your previous...
TONIGHT IS THE MUTHAFUCKIN’ NIGHT FOR TWILIGHT!
“1st Rule: You do not talk about FIGHT CLUB.
2nd Rule: You DO NOT talk about...”
– Tyler Durden.
i’m reading shakespeare out loud while simultaneously watching ultimate fighter.
…there’s something perverse about that but it feels completely normal to me.
We were driving late at night. You randomly brought up how sad it was that you still remember what your first girlfriend/love wore on the day you met. I told you it wasn’t sad, just something you keep in your memory.
Sighing internally, I sat there wishing you thought the same thing about me and maybe one day, you’d be able to recall how I wore my hair on our first date or something...
