January 2011
dearest helpless, intents not as bad as the action.
when the truth is, i miss you. yeah the truth is, that i miss you so.
missing my pink hair.
sNOw thank you.
go away snow! pleeeease. i want to be able to go outside again without wanting to weep and have the tears freeze to my face. uhhh?
but really.
it’s three degrees out right now, and i’m happy because a mere two hours ago it was negative six.
you're in my body.
i refuse to lose you over this.
pretty sure
it’s snowing out there. but it could just be nasty wind. either way i’m annoyed at the weather. sure, snow is pretty.. but that is literally its only redeeming quality for non-skiing/snowboarding lazy people like me. wah.
every waking second.
big old cheeseball over here. call me cheese fritz. mac n’ nora. crackers and nora. nora puffs. nora fondue. or.. something else cheesy.
good place.
i’m not a quitter, this is a new beginning.
THIS IS IT.
i’m going to explore.
smarter by eisley. one of the greatest bands,...
smarter.
if i sound angry, i’m sorry, this body can only cry for so long. and if you want to blame me, then go on, i’m smiling now ‘cause i’m smarter than you think. well i apologize for not telling you that my halo was cut from paper, sliced from the fibers that made up all the parts that we were together. and even though i miss you, i’m thankful it’s obvious that this...
well i apologize for not telling you that my halo was cut from paper.
weirdest most sporadic tweeter ever over here.
