January 2010
“Never trust a woman with a wand, that is to say, a tenor.”
– (via 24hrsofmidnight)
Nobody got me THE MATH BOOK for Christmas. Worst Christmas Ever :(
“Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so...”
– Tennessee Williams
I want to be in love again.
I want to have meaningless sex.
I want to cut my hair.
I want to read for three days straight.
I want to move out.
I want to knit a sweater.
I want to be free.
I am fucking going to fucking kill some fucking person. Holy fucking fuck.
Dream.
The one thing I hope to do in my lifetime is inspire somebody. Just one person, that is all I need. Simply to touch the soul of another human being for a split second.
Mehhhh. Men, why must you be so fucking difficult?
Diving into The Great Gatsby!
I feel most naked when I am without some form of chapstick.
Tomorrow is the day. Things will begin to change. I will have a voice again.
I’ve decided to throw away my fears and start a journal this year. Writing my own stuff scares me. But this year is about facing my fears. Here I go…
“Boldness be my friend.”
– William Shakespeare
Michael Buble'
his entire new album is stuck inside my head.
if only this man would serenade me love songs.
i would do quite amazing and dirty things to him.
