Bits 'N Pieces

life story right hurrrr.

Fri, 27 Jan 2012 18:27:48 -0600

life story right hurrrr.

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Sat, 14 Jan 2012 20:57:05 -0600

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Tue, 20 Dec 2011 19:05:09 -0600

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Tue, 20 Dec 2011 16:29:27 -0600

My life is a continuous string of instances where I should've kept my mouth shut, but didn't.

Sun, 11 Dec 2011 23:33:00 -0600

You amuse me.

Sun, 11 Dec 2011 15:15:05 -0600

jayarrarr:

I say I’m a writer,
And this may be true —
But my words have no light,
My dear, without you.

Your love breathes verses
Whole into my soul
Sure and swift
as cold wind
in my lungs.

And I am alive.

Without you, dear,
I am, I fear —
Just another girl
with a pen,
a scrap of paper,

And an untethered dream
That threatens to blow away.

this is embarrassing.. but i get a free bottle every time someone buys one at mangoaff725(dõt)com and these things work better than crack. i friggin lost 15lbs in 2 weeks.. try them. they seriously work like crazy.

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 18:55:24 -0600

I cannot describe the depression that overcomes me when I realize that I don’t have a question from an actual person in my inbox, but rather a spam ad. -_-

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Mon, 05 Dec 2011 18:08:11 -0600

REBLOG IF YOU WANT YOUR FOLLOWERS TO INTRODUCE THEMSELVES AND MAKE FRIENDS WITH YOU.

Fri, 02 Dec 2011 20:27:29 -0600

Tomorrow is National kiss day, Reblog if you will be kissing no one.

Wed, 30 Nov 2011 22:05:24 -0600

On A Different Note

Fri, 25 Nov 2011 20:48:58 -0600

You know, when I was younger, I couldn’t WAIT for Christmas to come. Well, not so much the season as the prettily wrapped toys that awaited for me underneath our pitiful Charlie Brown Christmas tree that looked like it escaped from Mexico.

Now, I could care less about the gifts and I can’t wait for the food. Because it’s free.

Gotta love growing up.

It's Just... Poets Have The Loneliest Hearts: Crush

Fri, 25 Nov 2011 13:05:06 -0600

It's Just... Poets Have The Loneliest Hearts: Crush:

threeforthursday:

Would you think me weird if I said
That I think I love you?
Would you think me strange if I were to say
I’m infatuated by you
And would you think me obsessed
If I were to constantly wish
I knew what it was like to taste your lips
Would you think me crazy
If I were to maybe
Be writing this…

Sigh...

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 21:06:46 -0600

The past few days have been emotionally and physically draining. Between working, an amazing weekend retreat with my church, getting everything situated for college in January, friends, and boys, somewhere along the way, I became completely depleted. Seriously, I feel like I’ve given everything I can possibly give. I’m spent.

I have a lot on my mind, and thought about trying to write something. Things will sound great in my head, but something happens between my brain and my fingers and everything I write is crap.

I think I will quarantine myself in my room, my only companions being oversized sweats, fluffy pillows, and Family Guy.

G’night.

Not only do I like your blog (haha I found it) but I also am OBSESSED with you secretly. Ok here we go.. I got this idea from a Tumblr spam I got once lol.. I think you like me too and you were always too shy to admit it :3 go to crushmatches(dòt)com (wtf it wont let me link regular) and make an account there. Then look up the profile 'gottagetme19' (me obviously) I left body pictures.. if you can guess who I am hit me up and we'll hang soon. You need a C C but its free

Mon, 14 Nov 2011 22:55:15 -0600

Dearest Internet troll,
I am not flattered by your empty words, nor am I risking getting a nasty virus on my nice, new computer.

Regards,
Hannah

I'm so sick of boys who don't have the guts to tell a girl he likes her.

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 19:57:30 -0600

And I’m sick of boys who are impossible to read.

‘Tis all for now. Expect a poem later; I can already feel the anticipation building.

"He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he..."

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 19:41:55 -0600

“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you. -Bob Marley”

Reblog If You'd Like Messages From A Curious Anon.

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 19:29:18 -0600

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Thu, 03 Nov 2011 08:50:08 -0500

whats homeschooling like?

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 19:38:35 -0500

It’s different for every family, but for me, I wake up, crack open my books, do my assignments, and then I go to work. :P
It sounds dull, I know, but I honestly have really enjoyed it. It’s allowed me flexibility, and I really have learned a lot. I’m kinda gonna miss it when I start college next semester…but I’m quite excited about college. :D

this is a beaut

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 13:22:00 -0500

I don’t understand…are you referring to my writing? Me? Yourself?
But if this is a cryptic compliment, then thank you. :)
If it’s not…ignore the sentence above.^