January 2009
51 posts
tephiee:
Lydia- This is twice now
I heard Lydia...
ashleyray:
absolutely love this song! would like...
4:35AM.
joncasas:
Bite my tongue right now the perfect time. Do anything to make her happy. Even if it means my being miserable. As long as she’s loving life. I will be able to sleep at night, With a smile upon her face. The thought of a smile not being there. My inner feelings would be shattered. A piece of glass puncturing my heart, I’m bleeding from the inside. I will be able to sleep at night, With...
Intensity in Ten Cities- Chiodos.
The most played...
No School
again. Yay sleep!
lovethatmixtape:
songsyouusedtolove:
Day...
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kapi:
joshawesome:
Lazy...
The Nightmare Before Christmas
My mother: You liked that movie even as a small child. That’s how I knew you were going to be a dark being.
Me: A dark being…?
My mother: You say that as you walk around in your father’s Iron Maiden shirt.
Me: …
Giving it Away (Acoustic)- Mae.
“True love means: I will stand by you, support you, and love you no matter what...”
– (via littlemiss) (via hearttosoul) (via snowblind)
One Love- Bob Marley
It’s been a Bob Marley...
rave church
nontoxiccolors:
and awesome concept, just imagine in scooters voice announcing the hymns and be like “PARISHIONERS ARE YOU READYY EHHHOHH!” and like glowing hosts and wine, and like instead of candles they would have strobes.
I laughed so hard when I read this.
I’m so sad. Snow is dumb. Sometimes.
lovethatmixtape:
hahanotfunny:
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lovethatmixtape:
Little Lover’s So Polite -...
whoaineedyou:
illuminatedwallflower:
lhh:
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More Great Artists
sneakerface:
Jack Johnson
Say Anything
Modest Mouse
Vampire Weekend
Beck
Imogen Heaps
Enya (holy shit)
Lily Allen
Norah Jones
Red Hot Chili Peppers (they’re good okay?)
Agreed.
watersigninstincts:
hangover song, just wrote....
The Raven
havent-got-a-prayer:
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.” Ah, distinctly I remember it was in...
“What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the...”
– Dwight Schrute (via killa-am)
I’ve realized that lately I haven’t been inspired to write. I used to write all of the time and I guess that I did so to take my mind off of my boring life. Now I’m so busy with school and a boyfriend that I don’t need that little distraction. I just miss it. I miss the satisfaction of putting pen to paper and just writing. I wish that I could get up the nerve to write...
