tsk) girl, I heardcher vitamin B was a little low (pats chest and bites lower lip)
why dontchu let me balance out that diet for you? shoot.
Filed under: everyday life.
yesterday was a PLC day so we left school early. I went to nick’s house with aaron and we threw a hatchet at a tree for like an hour. after that we thought about building a tree house with a rope bridge but decided that we would probably die. so instead we made a noose out of a rope hanging from a tree in his yard just for fun. it went down to our waists to eliminate an accident. then I got a chair sat in the chair and put my head in the noose also just for fun and nick was joking like he was kicking the chair. then I got up and while I was getting up I was taking the noose off, nick pulled my chair again almost immdiately after my weight coming off of it. so he realized what he just did and hugged me from behind but I had already started stumbling back. then he fell on something so I did too and WRINK! I was hung. the rope tightened as soon as it pulled on my neck and I did a whohwoahwoa-UGH! then I fell forward on all fours and scrambled back up with the help of aaron and nick screaming oh crap! dude are you ok? then in my dizziness I got out of the noose and stumbled to the left where there was a two-by-four sticking out of the back of a truck and that hit me in the side of the head. so I was even more dizzy. then Aaron told me to stop walking and he just held both of my arms. then we all laughed.
now my neck is red and burned.
also, this is addicting.
Filed under: Uncategorized
I keep drinking the ink from my pen
and I’m balancing history books up on my head
but it all boils down to one quoteable phrase
“If you love something give it away”
A good woman will pick you apart
a box full of suggestions for your possible heart
But you may be offended, and you may be afraid
but don’t walk away, don’t walk away
Filed under: everyday life.
the picture I used for the header up there is from this guy named justin.
he just seems like the kind of guy that would sue me if I didnt give him credit.
hes a good photographer though.
Filed under: AMAZING!
brand new is releasing their new album november twenty-first of this year. thats so good you dont even know.
also pretty good is guess whos coming in concert?
dashboard confessional (eh)
with brand new (holy crap) thats intense because brand new hasnt done shows anywhere close to the united states in like a year. and they’re coming to two places semi-close-
rosemont, Ill = 3 and a half hours away
morehead, Ky= 4 hours to four and a half hours away.
tickets for brand new fans are slightly cheaper and sell before the others for 29.50 a pop.
you’re welcome, readers.
(aka amanda and a few others)
Filed under: Uncategorized
its intense how you spend but you can still hold up the rent
its intense how you spend but you can still hold up the rent
its spent how intense that you can still hold up the rent
I dont care, please just quit so you can for sure hold the rent
use your money for the car, for some food, not at the bar
dont forget, you have some kids, but you’re spent, you have some kids
quit the bar, pay the rent, dont forget you have some kids
dont say goodbye, dont say hi, dont say that you love me
love isn’t just a word its a way that you do things
its the way that you talk its when you go to bars
its when we wake up every morning wondering where you are
its when the only thing you know to say is clean up in the kitchen
clean up the living room clean up the filth you live in
and Ill go work for a drink and hang out with my boyfriend
a drink or two or three, dont judge me, you’re a christian
Filed under: Uncategorized
and now, some waffles for breakfast.
its been way too long
I can’t listen to half my music anymore because they’re angry songs about an ugly relationship and I can’t even imagine relating myself to the lyrics because I’m so happy just knowing you and not knowing enough about you.
All the words I wrote for a speech meant to change civilization, I left suspending in the back of my throat because I was too scared to use them, but every time I get near you, they’re set free and the world becomes a better place, everyone recycles, nobody curses others, and civilization crumbles and is rebuilt in honor of you and me.
My tongue doesn’t dream of hurting you but my arms dream of holding you and I pray that I was made for you because I know you were made for me.
Today I laid in wet grass and tried to feel my thoughts then clear my emotions. The only thing I couldn’t erase was that I wanted to be with you right at that second, so I got up and went to you. I feel when you feel, hurt when you hurt, but that doesn’t mean I want you to fake happiness. When tears trouble your eyes, let them fall. When joy tickles you, lose it. And when someone very dear to you is lost, I want my soul to be near yours.
Like the clouds roll around all day long right above our heads, you and I could drift away weeks on end, right in our hearts. I know I usually can’t trust myself on these things but I know I can believe myself on this one because I feel it in my chest- I want to embrace your spirit, your smile, your hair, and your voice- and your lips wouldn’t hurt to kiss either.
I want to capture every moment in a still photograph and fall asleep to the sincerity, the authenticity, and the warmth of you every night. Then when I’m upset, I won’t be. When I search in my head to find a thought worth thinking, there you are, and there I go- remembering how high-quality I felt in your presence, just the night before, and I consider how magnificently dressed you were and how seeing your striking smile every few seconds made me a better person.
We’ll dance through the calendar and Ill spend all the time I can with you, you can tell me what makes you happy and what you haven’t told anyone else. You’ll lose all your reticence, I’ll lose myself, then we can indulge in each other as long as sun floats.
Thanks for finding my smile, I won’t lose it again. We’ll have a staring contest and there’ll be no more Zen because I don’t need it. Who needs to turn tables when I could have someone like you in my handshake?
I’d be swallowing my heart and wrenching my stomach if you were anyone else I blushed at, but this is a feeling that’s such a sensation that I can’t contain it, even from you. Because this is the first and the choice time I’ve ever felt content with where I was in my walk with Christ and who my life pointed to. So this can’t be just another time I drop my neck and turn around, it can’t be, because of the exclusiveness of this situation. I won’t push it, and I absolutely won’t force anything- but this feels so right that I can’t do what’s wrong in my heart. Regret gets too heavy and then sorrow tends to hold you, and it’d be a shame for me to let that happen when I have the privilege to know someone like you.
Thanks for everything
I hoped that you would understand what you do to me and what you do for me.
And now I’m ecstatic
Give me forty winks.
Lull me to sleep.
Filed under: everyday life.
Whatever you need to make you feel
like you’ve been the one behind the wheel
the sunrise is just over that hill
the worst is over
Whatever I said to make you think
that love’s the religion of the weak
this morning we love like weaklings
the worst is over.
-cursive
also Ive been reading quotes from the catcher in the rye (which you should own if you don’t already.)
