i really hate packing. but i really love where i am packing for and am very happy about not coming back here. i hope my future is full of ballroom dancing and sweet people.

if you were just a paper boat floating though the garden, lost at sea.. drift to me.

i was on a real diet for nine days and lost three real pounds
but i just ate a whole pint of ice cream. i'm weeeeeeeak.
chocolate and peanut butter. bitch.

i am giving up on making passes
and i am giving up on half empty glasses
and i am giving up on greener grasses.

what if you lose yourself sometimes?

i don't wanna be a whiner but..

i'm the "i don't want a girlfriend" girl.
because i fall in love with at least 17
boys a week. stay prudey.

i have a bruised ego. i'm on the pursuit of happiness.

i just wanna vomit all over your face!! in the most mature way possible.

i become OBSESSED with things. only one at a time. and i think about it constantly until my brain is close to explosion. it is a little ridiculous. and ridiculous things that i obsess over. could be a boy i met once and NEED to marry. could be one sentence i said that i might want to take back. could be a tiny decision. just enough to consume my ( Read more... )

including me.

trying to figure out why girlies like not nice men.