February 2011
January 2011
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Boo!
I’ve turned into a fucking ghost.
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i need to paint.
but i have no canvas.
boohoo.
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gonna torrent me some sailor moon.
i’m not sad, but it will take my mind of things (so i don’t dwell on it and become sad).
oh well.
Reblog if you're a strong black woman who don't...
doinitwithclasscauseigotabigass:
bennyandomar:
otherscott:
newlowprices:
-milkteeth:
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She’s Got You High || Mumm-Ra
When people my age love to drink and party,
ieroismyhero:
and i’m sitting there like……..
i'll be artsy tomorrow.
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I want to scream.
In a good way.
In a nervous, anxious way.
In a scared-shitless way.
My heart is pounding.
This is the last chance I have.
AHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Taking a picture with my friend
lovemelissa:
burritoshopsoundtrack:
She ends up looking like
And I look like
And she’s the one saying, ”OMG! I LOOK TERRIBLE! DELETE IT!”
And I’m like
LOL
True story.
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Depression. Sorrow. Angst. Corrina kelliher ninja assassin. Oatmeal. Indie music.
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( _____________________ )
it scares me that people i love
are in dark places where i cannot reach them
and instead of turning to me
(they say i don’t understand, and that’s true),
they turn to the slowing of their mind
and i lose them in their selves.
i just
don’t want them
to be
unhappy.
smile, please smile.
