Dear You, I want you to know that I think you are beautiful and I don’t even know you. I’ve never shared my favorite meal with you or a secret or even a love letter, but I know you are. So please whatever you do now, be who you are because you are beautiful and that is something no one can take away. I'm here for you. Love, Me
Throughout the last month or so, I may have come off as clingy, needy and/or dependent, but to your surprise… and mine, that isn’t the case. Our relationship means a lot to me, and it has meant a lot from the very beginning and it will continue to mean a lot. You’re an amazing person, and I hate to think that I am loosing you this easily. My strong-mindedness and determination towards this will, without a doubt, come off the wrong way. From the very start, my dedication to us has appeared much differently than what it actually is. I have come to terms with my emotions and I am more than aware that they can control my thoughts and actions too often; lately I haven’t been a slave to my feelings. I miss you and I still love you, but I know that right now I need to work on myself, on my life and where I am taking it. I want things to work out between us but first I have to set things right within myself. I cherish our love too greatly to let it slip away because of my overbearing emotions. Working on myself is the number one priority on my list, I have come too far on my own and I’ve done so much, I can’t stop improving now. My life has not yet reached its peak and I cannot wait until the day where I wake up and start my upward hike. Things can only get better from here on out, I won’t let anything get in my way, especially the things that I may put there.
The holidays make me miss you more than ever. I just want to curl up in a big blanket and watch stupid movies with you. Deep down I feel like you miss me too, but I’ll never know because you’re so stubborn. God dammit, why is this so hard..
“Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.”—Sigmund Freud (via infinitives)
Within the past few weeks, I have realized that I can live without you. I can smile, I can have fun and I can make memories. But I don’t want to live without you, I don’t want to smile without you. I want to share my memories with you and I want to be happy with you. I want you back, I want my best friend back.
Dude, that's crazy that you've heard of them. I love those kids, they have such a chill house, and are always so welcoming. I'm actually hanging out with Bryan (the bassist) this saturday. And Bryce always gives me free beer. Such good kids.
They played at my friend’s house a few times and they were at an Algernon show over the summer that I went to. I haven’t talked to them a great deal but we have had short conversations and they are all such cutie patooties :D
Oh goodness, thank you for asking this, where do I start…?
I think one of my favorite memories is when I snuck into Lollapalooza two summers ago. My boyfriend had a three day pass and let me wear his bracelet after he got in. It was the highlight of my summer and I will never forget that day.
The first time I rode a Ferris wheel. My boyfriend and I went downtown for one of our anniversaries and he took me to Navy Pier as a surprise. It was one of the sweetest things and it was so beautiful up there.
The first time I went to Disney land. I was so afraid to fly so when we took off, I took my sister’s hand and started rocking back and forth, singing WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE, A YELLOW SUBMARINE, A YELLOW SUBMARINE!!! I don’t know why, but it helped. When we got there we took a stop at Daytona beach and my cousin and I went down to the pool after it closed and threw some beach chairs and tables into the pool. We set them up under the water to you could sit and use the table. We walked the beach until sunrise and snuck back into our hotel before our parents realized we were gone.
My 20th birthday, my friend Jordan bought a tattoo gun and wanted to try it out. He came and visited me at work and showed me what he did on his leg, he had a cross and a money sign I think? He had never tattooed before that day and they were pretty horrible, but, I decided to let him tattoo me. My friend, Jenn and I have always wanted to get out first tattoos together and we thought that this would be the best way to do it. So we drove over to our friend’s dorm and we got it onnnn. I got a square (it looks like a fucked up rectangle) and Jenn got a heart (which resembles a ball sack), it is ugly and horrible but I love it because of the story behind it.
July 20th of last year, it was the day after my boyfriend asked me out and Jenn, my mom, my mom’s boyfriend and myself went to go see the Goo Goo Dolls. On our way there, Jenn and I were joking around and asked my mom to buy us some alcohol, we didnt expect her to really do it. She did and we sat in the back and drank while she drove us around. We got to my mom’s boyfriend’s house and he asked us if we wanted some vodka and redbull. So we were drunk as a mother fucker and acted like complete idiots. We got home and we called Pat, mu boyfran and Codi and picked them up (I was still drunk) and we went to Olympic Star and got grilled cheese. Pat and Jenn slept over and we played dress up and board games.