May 2009
I really;
Need to stop making profiles on sites like these.
And forgetting about them.
Although, tumblr has a special place in my hearts. And I call you people, my tumbloids.
:D
“Wish I could prove I love you
But does that mean I have to walk on water?
When...”
– Simple and Clean, Utada Hikaru
Hello me.
I’m constantly surrounded by people Who are going somewhere.
And I’m always immersed in conversation with people Who have nowhere to go.
It’s the people that have nowhere to go, But that are going somewhere anyway, That really inspire me.
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I’ve been kind of d-e-p-r-e-s-s-e-d lately. But that’s okay, because to the popular...
Frankly my dear;
I don’t give a damn. About anything.
I’m turning into my old self again. And that’s a horrible realization.
everything;
Seems so inconsequential. So unsubstantial.
Especially me.
Even me.
“And after that day I thought of the perfect thing to say After you had said your piece and I’d slowly walked away And after it all I could beat myself up for letting that moment go
It’s not like in the movies not all ti’s cracked up to be I couldn’t form a single word when you said those things...
I haven't been on in forever;
Not like anyone cares.
Sam, if you reblog this, I’m going to kill you.
