my absolute favorite playlist on repeat ♥
i would enlighten you all as to what’s on it, but there’s like 85 songs on it,haha. i’ll give you some of my favorites, cause i like giving peepz new music :) shoot me down - lil wayne. tangerine - led zeppelin. bullet proof…i wish i was - radiohead. 3AM (piano version) matchbox 20. best thing that you never had - butch walker. glass vase cello case - tattle tale. she...
now that was just fucking irony at it’s finest. WOOF. why can’t it be saturday already this whole weekday thing isn’t doin’ it for me.
nanananananana i will not let you gooooo :)
ummmm,so i don’t like how important you are to me. that’s gotta stop. but i do like how my blanket smells like chocolate covered preztels (wut) and tonight is one of those nights where every song that comes on itunes is perfect and i don’t have to maniacally skip through them like i usually do. yay(:
in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my...
oh and btw, i took out my eyebrow ring because it was starting to fall out anyway. WHYYYYYYYYYYY i miss it so much.
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i can do it.
ever since i was a youngin’, i’ve always always ALWAYS wanted to be a tour manager. nothing would make me happier than driving around the country and handling everything the band doesn’t have time for. i don’t even care about the band’s status. fame or no fame it’s the experience that counts. i’m fucking sick of my friends in bands telling me i...
this is like a pre-teen-amanda-word-vomit but SLFGHLSKFGSKH AGHHH NO ONE FUCKING UNDERSTANDS ME.
ima bad personnn.
i stopped watching/giving a fuck about livelavalive once mitchell got fat and kyle was in every video. i just don’t like him. fuck your opinion i’m a bitch. plus they’re ridiculously famous now and have like, ads in their videos wtf is that shit. i miss meezy and zebra dance and JERRY<3. ‘09 livelavalive > ‘10 livelavalive that is all.
Wonderful with words: "Pieces Of Me" →
In the end, I saw a new beginning, and everything seemed to just be fitting. But one piece was missing, and it caused so much trouble, that it’s only one piece, and it won’t complete the puzzle. This puzzle that made such a strange picture, it started to look like a strange sort of mixture of… this gave me chilllllllls. book worthy to the max.
you came back at a really stupid time. fuck.
“i feel like i just felt everything at once. and then sublime came on and i danced.” a text i don’t remember sending the other night, pretty much sums up my life. i dig it. i’m pretty weird.
i'm ignoring everyone today.
mhm. floridatime april 9th - may 5th. seriously the best news i’ve had in awhile. i would just go and never come back, but i promised a party to my bitchez on may 7th and a party they shall have. sigh. i hate mahself these days.
every day, every hour, just wish that i was...
i’m losing myself.
I’m still the first to say ‘Fuck you,’ but I’m faster to...
camera’s charged up, ohhhhh shit. the question is: do i really want evidence of tonight? aha, we’ll see.
tonight we will have amnesia in a bottle, tonight...
tomorrow = sweetness.
-i get to use mama’s car :) -lunch with lex @ cluck. -lidz. that is all. -getting all kinds of fucked up with my leonardo crew. -sleep! i love sleep.
hahahaha so you say you’re tired of hearing everyone’s bullshit? dude, you’re dating a 15 year old girl, and you’re gonna be 20 in like a month. did you expect everyone to just be quiet about it? get over yo’self. calm down and stop getting mad at everything, my god.
BEARS & BRIGHT LIGHTS FIRST SHOW BACK(it's free!).... →
(via vikinglimbs) Of course I’ll repost this <3 I’ll be there, as will momma. :D
In 2005/2006, I spent almost every single weekend...
No, you don’t understand. You don’t understand what it’s like...– a friend. i’ll never forget that. i still have the AIM convo saved to my computer. but even then this part especially is so burned into my mind that i typed it from memory. i wish i could tell him that i do understand now, because after the past few months, i totally feel this way.
i need to talk but i don’t know what to say. i feel like whenever someone tries to help me i confess the same bullshit over and over again. how many times can i talk about this before people get tired of hearing it? i’m running out of excuses. i’m also running out of reasons to keep going.
i felt this way, now i want to make someone feel...
what you did was selfish, but i’m starting to see where you were coming from…maybe you had the right idea…
alright that's IT.
a girl can only take so much. I should have done this 4 years ago. I just wish I can see your face when you get your summons in the mail. game over, douche.
we listened to this on the ride to your house...
i'm sensing a pattern.
all of my poems are literally about the same 4 people, and drugs. cool.
or not. man, fuck everyone.
here we go again!
you pussy-whipped son of a bitchhhh.
pray that i’ll leave you high and dry, pray...
If I want to fly, I’ll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck...– Little Miss Sunshine
that put me in my place, now didn’t it.
i know you never meant to do everything you put me...
tell someone else, i don't care.
i wonder if i should even say goodbye to you. i don’t think i will.