February 2011
Remember that night we took those pictures?
You know, when I was sitting on your lap, held in your arms and we were laughing, and just so purely happy? It wasn’t so long ago.. Or how about that night we went up the canyon for that meteor shower, and we just layed there on the ground all tangled up trying to keep warm? That night I took for granted?
Babe, there’s not a thing I wouldn’t do to have any small second of...
Pathetic?
Is it pathetic that I play the piano music he gave me for Christmas every day? I know it’s kinda sad, but how close to pathetic? Hah
For some reason it keeps me sane. When I feel like I’m losing it and begin falling apart, I play that song over and over, and it calms me down. It’s the closest to him I’ve been in fifteen long days, and I feel like I have to hold onto it...
day eightt: three things that boys do that you...
Play with your hair.
Make you feel important/invincible.
Give you butterflies.
I don't hate many things, but I honestly DESPISE...
Effing root canal.
January 2011
Fourteen days, two hours, and twenty-seven...
I miss you.
Come back into my life? /:
I love how when I'm lying awake at night and I...
This is where I rant. This is where I get all my thoughts and frustrations out, so I hopefully don’t have to deal with them in my head as much anymore. If you want to read it all, go ahead. If you just like my pictures/quotes, etc., check out my likes page; it’s full of that stuff.
As for me, I’m gonna keep venting to the internet. (:
day sevenn: four things that boys do that you...
Expect you to read their minds.
Treat you like a doll, and expect you to act like one.
Want to spend time with you just so they can try to stick their tongue down your throat or get in your pants.
Leave.
all about you
‘I don’t mind your odd behavior It’s the very thing I love If you were an ice cream flavor You would be my favorite one My imagination sees you Like a painting by Van Gogh Starry nights and bright sunflowers Follow you where you may go Oh, I’ve loved you from the start In every single way And more each passing day You are brighter than the stars Believe me when I say...
Mama makes the best Sunday dinner.
Hands down.
day sixx: five people who mean a lot to you
Alex Handsome Hammond;; Goodness, where do I begin? I don’t quite know what to say; not for lack of things to say, but for abundance. I have so very many things I’m grateful to you for, and I don’t know where to begin to do you justice. You amaze me. You make me want to be better, just to be worthy of your acknowledgement. I’ve never in my life felt as lucky as when you...
Wisdom teeth SUCK.
I still have mine, but the fact they’re growing in hurts like a mother. Grrr.
Once again, I am falling to pieces.
I don’t know that I can do this, time is tearing me apart. It’s been told to me that he misses me. But I’m sure that can only last so long.. What happens when I’ve been out of his life long enough for that to stop? What happens when he realizes I’m really not worth all the trouble and pain, and he stops missing me? Why happens if he changes his mind, and doesn’t...
Colbie Caillat - I Never Told You
day fivee: six things you wish you'd never done
The night of Saturday, January 15th, 2011.
Taking the man I love for granted.
Getting my hopes up only to be proven wrong over and over again.
Trusting people I shouldn’t have.
Letting my stepmom get to me.
Not expressing the extent of my feelings to whom it mattered, when it mattered.
Ohh goodness.
Thank you for today, it was good. Which is saying something, the standard for my days has been much lower for them to be considered good the past 11 long days.
Lunch with a good friend was very needed. I miss you, and I loved it. Buut the ice kid is still mine, I call dibs. (;
Then, I got a haircut, and went straight to work. Thankfully only for two short hours. After that I came home and...
day fourr: seven things that cross your mind a lot
Alex
Work
I miss the man I love
Friends
Waiting and knowing nothing about how long we’ll stay apart SUCKS.
Family
How every little thing reminds me of Alex.
Guess what I can’t get off my mind? Ha.
day three: eight ways to win my heart
Call me beautiful, and mean it.
Play with my hair.
Surprise me with cute things telling me how you feel, the smallest gesture of a note, text, or tight hug can make my week instantly.
Wrestle with me, joke with me; don’t act like I’m some fragile doll that needs protecting all the time, or a girl that can’t take a jibe.
Be honest with me, share meaningful conversations with...
“Your silence is louder than anybody’s words, and your absence weighs far...”
day twoo: nine things about yourself
I am in love with a man. A man I’m afraid I’ve lost forever.
I’m not a huge fan of myself. Sometimes I pretend to be confident and all that, but I’m really not.
I do what I can, and it never feels like enough. There’s always something else I should be doing, or something I’m doing wrong.
I’m afraid of a lot of things. Not things like spiders or the dark, but of disappointing people....
Can you say guilt trip?
I can..
“Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold onto something or someone the more...”
– Henry Rollins
“After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and...”
– Veronica A. Shoffstall
