Friday, November 30, 2012

know i said it a million times

Sounds like me about now.
Sleeping is overrated anyway.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

stop and stare

Introducing my really attractive boyfriend. . .
Bradley James.

You are allowed to stare but you better keep in mind that he's all mine.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

the lucky one

My roomies and I bond by watching movies and swooning over this man. We rock.

Monday, November 19, 2012

far too young and clever

So yeah, this happened. 

And so did this.

Welcome to Sunday night in 408.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

anyone with a broken heart

"How is it that billions of people roam the earth, yet so many of us are all alone?"

"I suppose God must know what he's doing."

i miss your face like hell

Sometimes you miss the person that is five miles away. Calling them wouldn't help, they probably wouldn't answer. Sometimes they're across the country, or destined to be in far away lands. And their quirks became your own,  now a simple word sheds light on memories buried in the deepest corner of your mind. Sometimes the worst way to miss someone is when they're just across the room. Awkward silence and distant stares fill the room. Sometimes you miss the person you talk to all day long or you miss the person you see every day. Because the situation is different and it's just not the same anymore. 

But the fact is, missing them isn't enough to bring them back.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

turn your back on mother nature

"Whatever happened to the good old 70's? And words like 'groovy, far out, bitchin and peace?'" 
-Timpview 1988 Yearbook

Sometimes I think I was born at the wrong time. I just want to date Jake Ryan from 16 Candles and listen to George Michael all day.  I want to wear bright colors and for some I have convinced myself  1980's Diet Coke would taste exponentially better than a can from 2012.  I wear Chuck Taylor's like nobody else's businesses. Sometimes I dream about meeting Michael Jackson and moon-walking on the moon. For some reason I get along with 40-something-year-olds better than any kid my age. I'm also pretty sure Molly Ringwald would have been my best friend back in the day.

So that's what's up with me. 

 (Only acceptable for the WWW. had I been born 28 years earlier and if they had the WWW. back in the glory days) 

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

one more spoon of cough syrup

“So, this is my life. I want you to know that I am both happy and sad, and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.” 

-The Perks of Being a Wallflower