turkeys,and biscuits and corn, oh my.
hello muffins.tomorrow is thanksgiving, ive got lots of eggs & potatoes to boil, lots of onion to chop, and yeah...you get me. my grandma asked
thieves and demons
so yesterday i got trapped and gave in. yuck. i swear never again. im so mad because i know becky took my foundation, wtf? who
cheerios, heaters, tilted back wooo.
its 10:50 pm and im sitting wedged between the heater and computer desk, chair sideways and tilted back, its hard to type but so warm
her departure
im still not sure how to feel, lola is gone and she took all of her things. my parents have been married a good 10
pulp /'p&lp/ n. 1. A soft, moist, shapeless mass of matter. 2. A magazine or book containing lurid subject matter and being characteristically printed on rough, unfinished paper.
starting another late night with a glass of jim&coke,spider solitair and good tunes. relaxing,but tomorrow night is more intriguing.
bianca,oli and aj stopped by today, had some
people talk shit, thats life. the funny part is where they waste their breath and time to do it.
ive been sitting inside for hours because its just been to wet and gloomy to go out. its been raining for the past 3 or
"well so long we miss you come back soon"
at the moment im quite infatuated with this song (: hallelujah by jeff buckley, never heard it til today but i siomply adore it, its
hearts,hips,theyre all the same.
so i think too much when im up late.
the same questions tend to pop into my head on these nights i sit alone pondering more
Goodbye Eighteen
this coming up saturday i will be turning 19. NINETEEN. im not sure i believe it yet. im excited and a bit scared at the
up up and away
so i guess at the top of the list of "scariest things to do in life" is growing up, for me anyway. I still cant
Happiness
just alot of random thoughts about things, mostly, the simple things.
when i step outside, and its sunny with a gentle breeze, i smile to myself,
theres no place like home, theres no place like home...
So right now i feel super down.
i know i have real friends, i know this, but i just feel so alone. the only way to









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