Green eyes, yeah the spotlight, shines upon you.

That small group of words was part of a clandestine operation. Naturally, "hello" means "I want to spend the rest of my life with you". It only makes sense.

Raging hormones intertwine with the drink in my hand and all else is history. Only that one moment matters and it's a question of fulfillment or destitution. Is the life your pouring from your cup and into my body gradually climbing to meet Mr. Expectation? Or is there a crevice in which this delicate vitality seeps out onto the battle field? I'm ( Read more... )

well according to becca and alexa, my EL JAY IS EMO!

WELLL SLIT MY WRISTS AND BLACK MY EYES.

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hahahahahhaaaa britney :)

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I finna be 17. Feels no different.

This weather is depressing. Yay for The Notebook and Angie! Flo my love, where art thou!

All I want is a good while to myself.

whoever did this is going to fucking hell.

failure! rejection! failure! rejection!

I guess by the time I get my rejection letter from Georgetown it won't come as a surprise.

AAHHH momma scared me. She said she was doing some research on cancer and doctors think that aspartame will definitely be the next big cause of it. Then she went off about how badly I've overdone it with the equal and overall aspartame intake. And then I asked her what if I stop or cut down. And she said by now it's too late. =(