July 2011
1 post
The disease called “Perfection”
As a warning, the following post was written in complete desperation. I have recently learned some very sobering truths from people that I love dearly. These truths have set in motion a quest within me to do whatever I can to make a change. Today is not geared at funny. Today is geared at something greater. Read it to the very end. I promise...
March 2011
1 post
November 2010
9 posts
Day Thirty - A picture of someone you miss.
Day Twenty Eight - A picture of something you’re afraid of
Day Twenty Nine - A picture that can always make you smile
Day Twenty Seven - A picture of yourself and a family member
(Marathon :)) Day Twenty Five - A picture of your day
(Family) Day Twenty Six - A picture of something that means a lot to you
Day Twenty Four - A picture of something you wish you could change
I don’t think I can get any worse at this!
Day Nineteen . A picture and a letter
Day Twenty . A picture of somewhere you’d love to travel
Day Twenty one . A picture of something you’ll never forget
Day Twenty two . A picture of something you wish you were better at
Day Twenty three . A picture of your favorite book
(I’m too shy)
Day Eighteen - A picture of your biggest insecurity
Day Sixteen - A picture of someone who inspires you
(Not my dad, but my Grandmother. She’s made a huge impact on my life and my future.)
Day Seventeen - A picture of something or someone that has made a huge impact on your life recently
Had a very crazy weekend so here’s another day of catch ups.
(My world wouldn’t be the same without John Mayer)
Day Thirteen - A picture of your favorite band or artist
Day Fourteen - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without
Day Fifteen - A picture of something you want to do before you die
October 2010
9 posts
Day Twelve - A picture of something you love.
Day Eleven - A picture of something you hate.
(The fact that hunting and beating baby seals is legal in Canada makes me so sick)
Day Ten - A picture of the person you do the most messed up things with.
Day Eight - A picture of something that made you smile.
Day Nine - A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.
I’m four days behind on the photo challenge…so here’s the past four days I missed all at once.
Day Four - A picture of your night.
Day Five - A picture of your favorite memory.
Day Six - A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day.
Day Seven - A picture of your most treasured item.
Day Three: Picture of the cast of your favorite show.
Day Two: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.
30 Days in Photos starting now!
Day One: A picture of yourself with fifteen facts.
1.I have blue eyes. 2.I hate the colour green 3.The Time Travelers Wife by Audrey Niffenegger is my favorite book. 4.I love movies with Johnny Depp, I own all but two. 5.John Mayer reins supreme over all musicians in my opinion. 6.Fall is my favorite season. 7.Breakfast at Tiffany’s is my favorite movie....
September 2010
7 posts
Today, I decided to go to chapters and take a look around, I had a book in mind that I wanted to look for but I wasn’t really sure if I was going to by it. I debated if I should get it but in the end I did. I’ve wanted this book ever since I saw The Sex in the City movie a few years back. Carrie reads the the letters to Big while they’re in bed and then after everything that...
March 1820 Sweetest Fanny, You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you wish? My dear Girl I love you ever and ever and without reserve. The more I have known you the more have I lov’d. In every way - even my jealousies have been agonies of Love, in the hottest fit I ever had I would have died for you. I have vex’d you too much. But for Love! Can...
August 1812 My dearest Caroline, If tears, which you saw & know I am not apt to shed, if the agitation in which I parted from you, agitation which you must have perceived through the whole of this most nervous nervous affair, did not commence till the moment of leaving you approached, if all that I have said & done, & am still but too ready to say & do, have not ...
I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart! Are you angry? Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried? … My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for your lover; but is there still more in store for me when,...
The Hague 1713 I am a prisoner here in the name of the King; they can take my life, but not the love that I feel for you. Yes, my adorable mistress, to-night I shall see you, if I had to put my head on the block to do it. For heaven’s sake, do not speak to me in such disastrous terms as you write; you must live and be cautious; beware of Madame your mother as of your worst...
August 2010
1 post
July 2010
1 post
To write of my love for you, the pure inspiration which seems to spill forth from your very spirit and illuminate my often hazy mind, is a task so daunting that even as I lay here attempting to paint my boundless, irrational emotions in spectrum-breaching color, my hand trembles. And yet I continue, for to leave the romance of this impossibility to linger fruitlessly in my starving mind, to be...
May 2010
1 post
April 2010
3 posts
“I’m a slut because i’ll wear shorts and a tank top. I’m a bitch because i don’t let you push me around. I’m a liar because i won’t tell you everything. I’m stupid because sometimes i’m wrong. I’m ugly because my face isn’t perfect. I’m a whore because i like boys. I’m annoying because i’m not chill enough. I’m a loser because i’m not friends with your group. I’m fake because most of the...
March 2010
10 posts
The most incredible site ever. →
(via just-breathe)
And she takes another step, slowly she opens the door check that he is sleeping pick up all the broken glass and furniture on the floor. Been up half the night screaming, now it’s time to get away. Pack up the kids in the car Another bruise to try and hide, another alibi to write. Another ditch in the road you keep moving, another stop sign you keep moving on. And the years go by so fast...
Say you’re sorry, that face of an angel comes out just when you need it to. As I pace back and forth all this time ‘cause I honestly believed in you. Holding on, the days drag on. Stupid girl. I should’ve known. That I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairy tale. I’m not the one you’ll sweep off her feet, lead her up the stairwell. This ain’t...
The saddest goodbye letter you will ever read. he knows, now, that things are going just the way that they should. he doesn’t spend too many times crying. Mostly, it is when he was moved by the lyrics in the songs that could be about her and his. Sometimes, when he hears the lyrics “There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade and now that it’s gone it’s like it...
All those arrows you threw, you threw them away. You kept falling in love, then one day, when you fell, you fell towards me. When you crashed in the clouds, you found me. Oh, please don’t go, I want you so. I can’t let go for I lose control. Get these left handed lovers out of your way. They look hopeful but you should not stay. If you want me to break down and give you the keys, I can do that but...
I can’t believe that it’s taken me this long to realize that you were the one that was holding me back. You were the one that stopped me from having a happy life. It was you all along, I just don’t know why I’m only seeing this now. I was never there for anyone more then I was for you, but you never saw it. I was the only one who ever cared when something went wrong, but...
“In being a complicated individual, i am addicted to a habit forming drug. One...”
February 2010
5 posts
today i woke up thinking of you, & tonight i’ll fall asleep in thoughts of you. i want you to know that i spent 3 hours of my day talking about you, 2 and a half of which i thought i’d never stop smiling, and half of which i regret. You let me down, from the look you gave me two nights ago, hell, the look that you gave me last night. And theres places that people like to call them...
i walk by the rivers edge skipping smooth wet stones and watching them sink. i never was a fan of innocence ive got two black eyes and an empty fifth of gin. i see im wrong for you but we tried. you swear im hard to lay beside, if i was you i’d run from me most nights. maybe i was meant to be left behind. thundering circumstances beyond our control rumble in. counting time by the lines...
January 2010
29 posts
One thing I’m wonderin’. When you run out of friends, will you be coming back home? Let’s think this through again. Let’s take a different spin. Why can’t I leave you alone? Somewhere tonight, you may be found with some other girl you’ve been draggin’ around. You lie to yourself, and you lie to me it seems like the truth is your worst enemy. Cause...