tattoos and broken hearts.

i'm getting my tattoo on saturday and i am so excited. i've planned a super busy weekend. i'd really love to just relax but i know that if i do i'll just spend the weekend crying.
and to answer you're earlier question, i'm getting the word 'fearless' haha shocker i know. but don't tell anyone, it's a blog world secret. very people know!

dear s,

sooo i just realized that you used to comment a LOT and i just read them all. thanks, made my morning slightly more bearable.

at a red light.

some are coming home,
some are leaving town;
while my world's crashing down.

this is what i don't love you feels like.

so this is how it ends,
this is where it all goes down.

broken hearts, broken dreams.

lucky i don't need a 3.8 gpa or anything.

it's really over this time.

you don't get any sympathy here. first of all you fucking believe i'd actually sleep with mike and use it as an out in our relationship. then you fucking take natalie to a wedding a crush my heart. then you call me and tell me you miss me, you can't live without me and you're not sure what love is but you think you love me. then you come to l o try and make things better and tell me you missed me and you wanna work it out. and you're into me enough to sleep with me 6 fucking times. and THEN you fucking rip my heart out, throw it on the ground , stomp a few times and tell me it's over. you don't wanna be with me. it was one day ago. you don't get to say everyday and you don't get sympathy for it. you should know that i've spent the last week crying myself to sleep, the last two days balling my eyes out and today the inability to eat anything.
i'm so fucking sorry i don't feel sorry for you.
stop being so fucking selfish and think about for once how your actions affec the girl you've spent the last 2 years of your life with.

l. sawyer.

promise me that when you pick the boy you're really gonna be with that he'll be someone who respects you, and treats you well. and that he's someone you love because of who he is and not what he does. because that's how i felt about your mother. and that's how i want you to feel one day. use your head, and follow your heart.

oh daddy, i love you.

"chin up princess, there are lots of jelly beans in the jar. xoxo.

oh and you were obviously too good for him".

haley james scott.

you can choose to blame your circumstances on fate or bad luck or bad choices, or you can fight back. things aren't always going to be fair in the real world, that's just the way it is. but for the most part, you get what you give. let me ask you all a question; what's worse, not getting everything you wished for or getting it all and finding out it's not enough. the rest of your life is being shaped right now with the dreams you chase, the choices you make, and the person you decide to be. the rest of your life is a long time, and the rest of your life starts right now.

nothing but numbness now.

do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone.
and do not be troubled by the future, for it is yet to come.
live in the present,
and make it so beautiful that it will be worth it.

oh gloria.

i've got all my life to live.
and i've got all my love to give.
and i'll survive.

leaky faucet.

i was head over heels until you threw away us.

you told me i'd be the only one.

ain't it a shame, a shame that every time you hear my name brought up in a casual conversation you can't think straight?

you'll think of me.

i'll be there in the back of your mind from the day we met to you making me cry.
and it's just too bad;
you've already had the best days,
the best days of your life.

you were wrong.

love was what i wanted all along.

then i did.

you never doubted me;
you kept pushing me.

i don't wanna be with you.

you're not sure that you love me
but you're not sure enough to let me go.
baby it ain't fair you know to just keep me hanging round.

michelle branch.

if i just breathe every little thing;
you'll see, everything is alright.

and you cry but you don't tell anyone

you're tied together with a smile;
but you're coming undone.

to be yourself is all that you can do.

someone gets excited in the chapel yard, catches the bouquet.
another lays a dozen white roses on a grave.

itunes game.

audioslave.
be yourself.

my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.

breathe in for luck.

douglas adams once wrote.

he felt like his whole life was some sort of dream.
and he sometimes wondered who's it was.
and whether they were enjoying it.

stephen king.

time takes it all whether you want it to or not.
time takes it all.
time bears it away.
and in the end,
there is only darkness.

can't stop the hurt inside when love and hate collide.

you could have a change of heart,
if you would only change your mind.

it ain't exactly what i had in mind for goodbye.

so this is how it ends, this is where it all goes down.
this is what i don't love you feels like.

it's hard to hate what got me here.

you only get to live life once.
but if you do it right,
once is enough.

you threw down your cigarette but it's still hot.

i'm no stranger to this feeling.
i know it's over but the hurt's not.
and i've learned alot.

over-use i love you.

pull up a seat;
it'll only take a minute to tell you everything.

dancing when the stars go blue.

where do you go when you're lonely,
where do you go when you're blue.
where do you go when you're lonely,
i'll follow you.
when the stars go blue.

son's gonna rise

what's wrong with a little misery now and then.
this whole thing sucks.
why can't i be bummed about it.

i don't regret anything.

regret makes you old.
bitterness poisons the people around you.
and forgiveness liberates us all.
it removes fear, that's why its so powerful.

you are the best b, you really are.

"i want the best of everything for you, now and always and yes i will always miss everything about you. you are an incredible person and you letting me into your life was one of the best things ever. i know you regret it now but i hope one day like me you don't look back on this as anything but one of the best times."

it's really over.

i have nothing left to feel.

hot uncle cooper.

perspective.
i'm here to adjust yours.

joseph conrad

who knows what true loneliness is-
not the conventional word but the naked terror.
to the lonely themselves it wears a mask.
the most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion.

breathe for just a second.

i am finallyyyy done my history paper. just edit and print on tuesday.
it feels good now i can focus on studying for midterms. yay.
welcome to university.