December 2011
I miss having someone take care of me and drive me places and to catch up with and to do hoodrat things with. That’s probably why I asked you to give me a ride to the party I’m going to tonight.
Even though I won’t admit this to your face, I will blog about it. How strange my reasons are.
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I think what I’m afraid of most is giving someone my all and them giving me love that leaves my heart half empty. With that said, I want to find someone who can give me love that fills my heart and makes it overflow so my whole body can feel how much we love each other.
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I’m thinking up where to get my tattoo of my favorite Jack Kerouac quote and I have come to conclude that I want them to be on my lower arm. The right arm will say, “Maybe that’s what life is…” and the left arm will say, “a wink of an eye and winking stars.” Yeah. Now I have to choose the font. Damn. At least my dad knows a tattoo artist so I can get a...
I had a weird dream last night and I told my best friend and I just thought to myself, “Why not share it with tumblr?” So here I go.
I was going out with Mary Ann and she was driving my mom’s 4Runner and I asked her where we were going and she said we were going to Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. I got really excited because there’s candy everywhere. When we got...
I was just browsing through photos and I encountered one with my sister sticking her tongue out and I compared it to me sticking my tongue out. And oddly enough, we have the same tongue. I notice the weirdest of things, but we’re twins so we must have physical similarities.
I just got back home and it’s already like before. Fighting and neglecting and grouchiness.
If this is love I’d rather end up alone with 27 cats until I die. And I’ll name all of them after food that I eat on a daily basis that’ll cause my enormous weight gain.
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When I’m singing there is always a part in the song that is my favorite. I’m already a loud singer to begin with so when I reach my favorite part I tend to yell it and add, “That’s my favorite part.” I don’t know why. I’m weird.
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Mom: When you went to Disneyland when you were 10 you probably spent a hundred bucks on little cute things like pencils and erasers for your friends.
Me: Pencils? Erasers? That's ghetto. I was a ghetto kid. How shameful
The feeling you get when you go down a drop while riding a roller coaster is the same feeling I get when I see you. You make my stomach queasy, but the good queasy. If there even is such a thing as good queasy.
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Back home for Florida and on the plane ride I watched Glee the Concert with my brother. We both love Blaine and Santana. That’s my boy.
Batshit grades this quarter. Looks like I’m not getting into a good college. UH, lookout.
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You’re a cold heart with a pretty face. Such a wasted inside for a perfect outside.
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There are so many things I want for Christmas and it horrifies me that I can be so selfish, but come on. I have needs, needs to speed in a car. Meaning I really just want to be able to drive already.
I’m such a grouch pouch.
Being in Florida is kind of crazy. Winter here is like a Hawaiian winter. No snow and hot to the very core. This was a needed vacation though. Hawaii was getting a bit too lamesauce for me.
Oh, and Florida pho is horrible.
“The whole world is just one romantic dramatic comedy horror after another.
Each...”
– Trisha Trafalgar
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