May 2011
“Your tongue is a rudder.
It steers the whole ship.
Sends your words past your lips or keeps them safe behind your teeth.
But the wrong words will strand you.
Come off course while you sleep.
Sweep your boat out to sea or dashed to bits on the reef.” —“Play Crack The Sky” Brand New
It steers the whole ship.
Sends your words past your lips or keeps them safe behind your teeth.
But the wrong words will strand you.
Come off course while you sleep.
Sweep your boat out to sea or dashed to bits on the reef.” —“Play Crack The Sky” Brand New
I have the sudden urge to read The Virgin Suicides.
I’m wanted to read it for a long time, but never got around to ordering it from amazon. Maybe I’ll do that :)
Play
I feel really immature for wanting to cry right now..
I’ve only worked 2 8-hour shifts and I’m already overwhelmed.
I don’t like working until midnight, I don’t like how physically demanding this job is. I don’t like how tired I am after each day. I don’t think I’m ready for this >_<
There’s really nothing I can do, I just have to deal. This was my decision. I need the money. I’ll get used to it..
i hope..
You make every day better.
I love and appreciate the time I get to spend with you. I love spending days with you.
I love that you act weird, and are comfortable being weird with me. I love the retarded conversations we have. I love your quirks and our inside jokes. I love the way we distract each other. I especially love that face you give me when I change the channel to SoapNet around 2pm =P
I look forward to being with you for a very long time. Because you’re special, amazing, gorgeous, pretty, beautiful, handsome, sexy, hot, spectacular, terrific, great, exceeding my expectations, almost perfect and everything I want.
I do love you.
You're pretty, amazing, awesome, adorable, handsome, gorgeous, beautiful, outstanding, excel expectations, and you are my one.
I wonder who this is from..
