March 2012
65 posts
dead daisies.
My only valentine gift this year is dying :/ Some of the flowers are still holding on strong though! which I mean, is pretty good considering that the 14 was 2 weeks ago.
In other news: my hand doesn’t feel pins and needle-ly anymore. Which is cool, but my thumb like, absorbed it all and i can’t feel the tip of it. I’m not too worried about it- I’ll give it another week.
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February 2012
76 posts
What the hell, world?
This week is the longest week of my life. I honestly think it’s friday because my weekend was so long- which is weird because it was so much fun.
I feel like i have so much to do, and no time to do it- but then when i think about it, i really have nothing to do.
And my brain just keeps spinning- I honestly don’t know what you want from me at this point.
Today, I found out my...
THINGS TO DO TOMORROW~
1.) wake up and get christian to school
2.) Do my laundry
3.) take a shower
4.) visit ashbash at work
5.) try to make the superawesomemagnificent package for joe.
6.) whatever else.
I’m seriously the tiredest little thing alive. I can’t even function properly.
My left arm has constantly felt like it’s fallen asleep for the past day now. It’s kinda really annoying. And I keep getting muscle twitches in my legs, and shoulders and I just really need to sleep right now.
Thankfully, I have 2 days off this week. Sunday and Monday. And I’m...
Brother<3
I just want a best friend.
radiotore:
moon bear roughmix and vocalless
by angels have the phonebox
I NEED THIS SHARED
SOMEONE MAY LIKE IT
So Slumberryy
i feel sick all the time, but i’m not? I don’t really know what my problem is. Annnd I don’t want to go to work tomorrowww. Or ever. Because it’s dumb. And I waste so much gas just to get there.
Better news: My phone bill went down 5 bucks this month! Wooo!
And if strength is born from heartbreak, then mountains I could move. And if walls could speak I’d pray that they would tell me what to do.
Listening to The Black Parade on my record player, and there’s a bit of dust from me just sweeping my room up. I’m on house of wolves, at the end were the lyrics are ‘tell me i’m a bad, bad, bad, bad, man’ and because of the dust it was skipping but sounded like ‘tell me i’m a babe’.
making homemade soup today
except i’m not really hungry and no one’s going to be home tonight anyways. I’ve had a lot, and I mean - A LOT, of things on my mind recently. So this day off is dedicated to figuring out my road-trip plans, and finishing up my bedroom.
Hopefully this sunshine will melt all the snow.
Hope is the most tortuous feeling ever.
Well when you go, don’t ever think i’ll make you try to stay. And maybe when you get back I’ll be off to find another way.
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness.
you start shaking at the thought
you are everything I want
cause you’re everything I’m not.