*pretend to keep up to date* *balls in your mouth*
I Woke Up With An Idea.
That idea was to clean my room. After starting that (I moved some stuff around so I can now walk to the door without breaking something) I had another idea. I have no fucking idea where to start with new people to follow. As such, in perhaps a momentary lapse of judgement, I’ve decided to listen to some of my followers. Yay logic.
It's 6 AM.
I am tired. And I want some crackers. Fucking hell.
shits-and-giggles reblogged your post:...
No, I meant why you deleting/unfollowing everyone ect? Well, besides the being sad thing, it’s high time for a change. In the end I’ll probably follow a few of the people I unfollowed again, but right now I feel like starting fresh. Feels good. Leaves a minty taste in my mouth.
shits-and-giggles replied to your post: Bye. o/
Why? I see no reason to be sad on the account of someone else anymore. So, instead of worrying about someone that’s on the other end of my monitor, I’m going to try something new.
Brb crying self to sleep.
In the morning if any of you still want to talk for God knows what reason, you’ll know how to reach me. If you don’t want to talk to me, then don’t. It’s now or never. I’m moving on with or without you. Your move.
Sexi, if you keep liking my depressing posts on...
I'm Sorry Tooooooo
Anyone who I had on Facebook from here; you’re gone now. Anyone who I had on Twitter; adiós amigos. Anyone who isn’t someone I know IRL on tumblr; you’re no longer being followed. And the few who have me on MSN; you’re gone. Semicolons; are; great;;;;;;
Tonight I: Removed everyone off of Facebook. Stopped following them on Twitter. Stopped following them on Tumblr. Removed from MSN. Holy shit I am shaking and in tears.
I'm so happy I'm crying.
Every inch of me is bruised: What I just... →
What I just downloaded: ABC Theme (remix) - Pendulum Can I have this plz.
And then the boy was happy.
He realized everything was okay. That he loved her and she loved him. That maybe one day they might be happy but right now being friends was fine. So he kept crying and thought about her and felt awful about kissing someone else, about holding someone else. But he was happy underneath his tears. He loved her and she loved him. That’s what mattered to him. He met someone else who eased how...
And then things were okay.
Yeah, You're Gone.
But that doesn’t mean you left. I love you. Don’t fucking forget that. I’m unconditionally, unwaveringly, unforgivably always right here. For you. If I was more of a man maybe you wouldn’t feel the way you do. Maybe I could make things right. But I am who I am. And I’m not changing a thing. I’m not going to become someone else. Who was the one you fell in love...
This was another post in a long line of posts that...
Another Tale.: 009 →
He held her hand in his…
i’ve waited here for you… everlong tonight… i throw myself into… and out of the red, out of her head she sang.
It's one of those feelings.
That head-to-toe-feeling-in-my-gut that feels quite awful, that feels like I’m fucked. I feel like crap. One friend I’m losing because I’m a jackass. Another friend is going into fucking jail. Ugh. My best friend. And the gomdasmm is. iffy at best. I really, really, really miss being on holidays. I can’t stand being unhappy and this really isn’t helping the problem....
Here's the deal.
You mean an immense amount to me and now. What the fuck. I. have spent the last few days crying because i don’t know what’s going on because i don’t know who you are. because. i love you. when i say i love you i mean it and now this and now. you just. i love you. talk to me.
Welcome to the me of eight months ago. To the dejected, the worthless, the me of then. Welcome to he who thinks less of himself, he who is hurt, who lost his friends, who relishes his time alone. Welcome to who I am. Did you miss it?
16. I’ll see you then.
I’m writing this for you. About you. To you. You’re asleep right now. I think you might be asleep anyway. You might still be awake. You used to stay up this late. Unhappy. You’re not unhappy anymore. Which is good. I miss you being happy and the last little while you have been happy so… I’ve been happy. It’s nice to see you happy. I’ve said happy too much...
boba-fettish replied to your photo: captainoppa: Contrary to popular belief, Jessika… :3 kekekekeke Remember when we used to pla- talk on Steam? ;_;
Anyways, tumblr, please listen to me. That it’s really related to this thread.I went to Yoshinoya a while ago; you know, Yoshinoya?Well anyways there was an insane number of people there, and I couldn’t get in.Then, I looked at the banner hanging from the ceiling, and it had “150 yen off” written on it.Oh, the stupidity. Those idiots.You, don’t come to Yoshinoya just...
I wanted to let you know that I keep seeing you and wishing you were here and thinking how you should be here or I should be there or… something different. I’m just sad. A lot. I am very. Sad. I’m going to come visit you as soon as I can. and i’m falling asleep and i’m loving you. and i’m going to pieces and i’m missing you. and i’m looking at...
I know you won’t find this. Ever. Maybe I’ll bother to tell you about it one day. I doubt it. I guess I’ll start this the simple way; I’m sorry. For everything. For the past two years. For hurting you in the first place. For getting close to you. For just… being me, I’m sorry. It still really. Hurts to think that you’re not my friend. That someone so...
I can’t believe how you make me feel Touching me, holding me, it’s unreal I just wish I could take you away with me You’re something else you’re something more Quite unlike all the other whores You’re my love my only girl I just wish that you would notice me I just wish that you would pose for me I just wish that everything was simpler That there wasn’t any...
Everything Little Thing.
Everything is reminding me of you. My music, my clothes, my games, my bed. I’m sick of it. 16 months is too long. 16 months is too far. 16 months is a long time for a halfassed maybe.
There isn't a whole lot that I'm sure of.
Hell, I can’t even say for sure what I’m doing tomorrow. But I know that this. Is for sure. That this is what I want. That this is something bigger than me. That I’m beyond doing it for myself. I’m shaking. I’m crying. And I know that it’s the right thing to do. There isn’t a whole lot that I’m sure of but I know that I’m sure of you.
if the world was ending.
I would drive to her. I would tell her how I feel. I would make her understand. I wouldn’t leave until I knew that she knew; that I love her. That I was the one. If the world was ending. What would you do?
Two hours. Same game play. Over and over. Trying not to kill Matt. Enjoyable two hours at least. New achievement. I hate ODST. I hate life.