i killed my livejournal in its sleep. it will post no more.

good day.

an english teacher i never had just sent me the nicest email
i love english teachers

i thought about it and if i take my last 5 years of school, 4 of those years my favorite teacher taught english. last year was a tie between Ms. Plant and Mr. Still, too close to call.

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Left by the lamp, right next to the bed ( Read more... )

homeschool

something died when i saw them

im making myself out to be a desperate and rediculous piece of nothing. i cant even put down the phone.

its been a week and it just wont get any easier. it just hurts.

flirting in the woods, the day you died your hair black, pretty pretty princess with too much robitussin, counting the days you were in Wyoming, park place, the bright eyes show at ACL, all of the hugs and kisses, holding your hand, laughing at your dad, trying to find all the bright eyes songs ever recorded, making that trail mix stuff at your ( Read more... )

he's just a kid with a broken leg who lost his crutches because he took them for granted. now he's without support, and is forced to crawl through the harsh world around him until his leg heals on its own. only in his darkest hour could he truly appreciate what he lost, and hated himself for being so bullheaded.