July 2010
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It's eleven hours.
All I want to do is float. I want to tear down these walls and this city and I want to float across the sky, across the fields, across the clouds, across the tops of trees. I want to float and feel nothing and be clear and I want to keep this state of mind forever. I want to hold on to this feeling but it’s too light, too delicate to grasp. Too easily slipping away at the opening of my eyes.
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oh, and
never eating oreos again.
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oh berries,
my own house will be filled with you. I will only shop in the produce section and splurge at the farmers market. I will only eat fruit and it will be bliss.
seriously can’t wait until I can achieve fruitarianism.
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I've always had horrible stamina and lactic acid...
Only one way to fix that.
kissing me is a waste of your saliva
– yoni
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Volunteering at the library
times flies by, I love it. No where near food. No time to think about food. I could still use some cash, though.
Did horrible w/ my first day using myfitnesspal yesterday (family BBQ), but it can only get better. My weight has finally shifted(!) and it’s so motivating.
CalState fucked me over, just going to burn the stress out.
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FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
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spongeboboverdose:courtneycatastrophe:joshualouie:robertvincenttt:wecantouch:lorennuh:lettingitbe:helium-balloon:d0wnpour:-nickheck:i finally found the episode. every good blog needs this.
(via -meetmeinmontauk)
finally finally finally got a macbook.
lovin’ it lovin’ it.
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I hate what Hollywood did to Frankenstein.
omg it’s a big monster let’s turn it into a horror story.
They took one of the most innocent and confused characters in fiction and stripped it of all its original meaning. The book was brilliant all in its own, yet their glorified version almost completely disregards the original story.
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My old clothes don’t fit like they once did, so they hang like ghosts of the...
– “You can do better than me” Death Cab For Cutie (via crossingtheasymptote) (via starveonskinnies, crossingtheasymptote)
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I was made to be unhappy.
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looking through things
everything I build up gets no attention.
but then I hate wanting attention.
I’m completely fucked up and I’ll say it a thousand times and no one notices.
I guess it’s better that way.
I’ll just keep living in my day dreams.
There’s no point.
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