October 2011
September 2011
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I hate people.
I’m glad I have a tumblr so I can vent about the stupid people who go to my school and all they talk about is homecoming. Don’t you have anything better to fucking tweet about? I was starting to really like twitter and now it’s getting really fucking annoying.
I also like tumblr because my thoughts don’t fit in 140 fucking characters. That is like a goddamn sentence. I...
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Twas nice driving home in the lightning storm- even if I was swervin’ cause I kept on getting distracted. That and blaring my dirty rap music made me feel like a balluh. Can I get any more obnoxious?
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.
– Robert Frost (via cheesegasm)
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I finally got my C’s up to B’s
I love Darian and Danielle <3 they are my BfFz1~
I’m not as sad as I was before
I think things are going to get better from here
I’m ready to be a happy little clam again :)
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Anonymous asked: does u smoke marijuana?
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observando:
We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.
-Carlos Castaneda
Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down.
– Ray Bradbury (via kassafras)
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Maybe this world is another planet’s hell.
– Aldous Huxley (via bearnaked)
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fuck homecoming
this is seriously the stupidest shit i’ve had to deal with this year. everyone’s acting like fucking middle schoolers. grow the fuck up, omg.
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I spent a lot of time being miserable. It’s like misery’s an old friend. And it...
– One Tree Hill (via roscoe-)
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“Scar tissue has no character. It’s not like skin. It doesn’t show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It’s like a slip cover. It shields and disguises what’s beneath. That’s why we grow it; we have something to hide. ”
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I feel like this feeling inside me is eating me up. It’s consuming everything I had and I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t have anyone. I don’t want to do anything anymore. Sometimes I daydream about running away and finding a new place with new faces. I used to dream about running away with you. But now I just imagine myself on the road going far, far away from...
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But it’s ironic because that’s how I live my life. I smile on the outside, and...
– Unknown (via blackpott)
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Don’t trust anyone
Get used to being alone
Get used to being sad
Stop crying
Stop caring
Stop loving
Stop trying