remind yourself
that these dreams are only footsteps.
wake up and taste the salt-bleached wind
on your tongue.
and for a second
remember why you dream at all.
if you dont believe, it would
never come true.

i believe in you.

there's no way im a stage 5 fucking anything. and next time i'm pushing him down the stairs ( Read more... )

i hate being alone. i miss you beyond belief. i just need to see you and get that good feeling i always get when i look at you. you are gorgeous and i love you sooo much. i hope santa barbara doesnt come between us.

love you

your lonely boyfriend.

...i hope it doesnt either.

to sum it all up...

i miss how it used to be.

so i havent written on this thing in so long.but this could be sort of fun i guess. college is college. ive been here 11 days and cant figure out if im totally in love with it or hate it more than anything. i miss getting vanilla lattes from starbucks and i miss smoking...but i guess im being all healthy and go lucky over here and honestly i havent ( Read more... )

it's something about tradition
the safety that comes with knowing that today will be like it always is.
happy thanksgiving.

because then there's a moment where everything feels so right it has to be wrong ( Read more... )

hush baby don't talk so much, just wanna feel your touch ( Read more... )

i leave tomorrow...mmm i can almost taste it.