February 2012
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i hate how dysfunctional my generation is we need lcd screens and cellular devices in order to express our feelings or just to talk we have specific symbols that will trigger moments we have specific sounds that adjust our moods the more we claim to know about these human bodies less we are giving in to emotions that took centuries to produce these neurons are constantly firing in my head...
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the greatest SHIP:
is a FriendShip through the course of time it begins a wonderful RelationShip.
Breeze: I don't like bongs
Michael: gurl bongs don't make you look phat.
For my future girlfriend:
I got you a collectors edition Harry Potter dvd set. It will remain unopened!
These people and this town:
It’s something I grow fond of like the smell of my hands after cutting ginger.
Bowls and cartoons:
Will probly be a huge percentage of my life.
I had a girlfriend, a pretty girlfriend
But something awful happened to us one...
– (via stretchthebow)
Needs-based relationships are doomed to fail, as are ones based on potential...
– Confessions of a Therapist
(via pipedreamcatastrophy)
Yes I would:
Cook for you even at 2am.
It's been nearly 3 years:
I couldn’t help it anymore. I cried for the first time in years. Not because of loss of affection but, the lack of love. I left for Moscow Idaho on the 1st. I arrived to find temporary work while I wait to figure out my next life decision. I got the job. But just being up here has left me no money and to rely on my friends. I made a call to ask/beg my parents for just a little money for food...
She was cooler when she was drunk:
Fuck
I don't care who you dance with:
Know that you’re mine.
Technotron! Be a witness
They shall offer me their bed:
I won’t sleep with them! Hahaha!
Don’t fall asleep you drunk!
Disassociated
I need to clean up
the cobwebs in my house
and in my head
I won’t forget to pour out
my coffee into stained glasses
and my heart of emotions
It was you who took apart
the foundations where we stood
and of my soul
Of course I disassociated
myself of anything too personal
and that which reminds me