The slower we move the faster we die.

Up in the Air, definitely one of my most favorite movies. It's scary how a person can affect and change another so drastically and so quickly like ink bleeding on paper. Yet, it's beautiful how we let ourselves without even knowing it. We let this person in and not only do we listen, but we follow. Intrigue is fascinating.

I hate Lindsay

But she looks damn good in this Kate Moss inspired photoshoot. Fuck.

She looks better blonde.

"Merry Christmas you.."

Oh, you. Thanks for texting me today. I miss you. A lot, a lot, a lot.

Eve.

Somewhere within the nine hours of shopping and the constant worry of overdraft fees to my checking account, I lost my excitment for Christmas. I don't care about the part of being broke, I mostly just wish Christmas was as perfect as the stories we've been told. I am the only one who seems to have a Christmas as fucked up as mine. It's never going to change, and when Grandma & Grandpa move on, I hope it comes to an end. When they're gone, there will only be fake smiles and indifferent minds.

So, this Christmas eve will consist of the Three W's: work, wrapping, & getting wasted.

Or at least I hope so.

Also, we must thank Christianity for this wonderful holiday!

Thank the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost! Amen!

No other.

Anythingtomakeyousmile.

Itisabettersideofyoutoadmire.

He comes home tomorrow! Or well, he's supposed to. He's only been gone a week and I've already forgotten what it's like to be around him. Weird.

Portland, Oregon

I seriously think I left my heart there.

All I want this Christmas..

THE wish list:
01. Camera - SLR or just a camera that takes really nice photos.
02. Polaroid film
03. Lola by Marc Jacobs
04. Disneyland pass
05. Daisy by Marc Jacobs
06. Ticket to Portland, Oregon
07. Foofy ass down comforter for my bed
08. Dr. Marten's -either 20eyed or 8
*red means I got it! :)


I love Christmas. The presents we receive aren't even close to how wonderful the feeling of Christmas brings. I'm not excited for it, but I'm glad it's here.

Special.

I used to adore you.
I couldn't control you.
There was nothing that I wouldn't do to keep myself around and close to you.

Gimme more.

Big.

You're nobody til somebody kills you.

Want to know my secret to this blog?
I was listening to Letlive.

Baby Bowie to now Bowie <3

She is so fucking cute.

There's a feeling.

I'd let you go but darling, but I don't know if I can live without you.
And I feel all alone, and I feel all alone, and I feel low.
If I let you go darling, is it good enough?

If it's not too late for coffee

I'll be at your place in ten.

The end is near.

Remember fps Doug? Anyway, two days left of school, then, free for two months! WIN!

Don't wake up just yet.

You're beautiful when you're sleeping.

Garbage.

I only smile in the dark.
My only comfort is the night gone black.
I didn't accidentally tell you that.
I'm only happy when it rains.

Last year emails.

My mom sent me this picture last year telling me to do this with her..


... but she didn't give me big enough ones to do so.




I'm still down.