June 2010
21 posts
Day 5. Your Dreams.
They’re fucked up.
But there’s only one worth mentioning.
I have this dream at least once a year. And although I remember having it over and over again, I always wake up crying or with my heart outside of my chest, beating frantically on the floor.
Basically it’s me as a little girl. I’m in a white night gown, my curls remind me of Goldilocks and I’m so...
Day 4. Your Sibling.
Elena, I love you with more love than I have for anybody in the world. I love you more than mom and dad. I love you more than all our family members put together.
Your the one person I look up to no matter what. Even if it’s something as stupid and trivial about having to stay home on a friday night to when I need advice with what to do with a friend whose puking and a second from passing...
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Day 3. Parents.
Thanks for:
- Being awesome
- Putting up with my bullshit
- Buying me ice cream
- Letting me have a decent social life
- Not asking too many questions
- Being supportive of me
- Being my parents, not my friends
- Being kinda cool in a really dorky way
- Cooking food every night
- paying for college
- Just sitting there listening to me yell when I’m angry
- Driving me and...
Day 2. Crush.
As much as I deny it and as much as I say we’re just friends. I like you. I always have liked you, and I probably always will like you. Your the one person that if I hear your name or if I see your name under recent text messages, my heart will jump. Your the one person that I have butterflies with, but talking to you or just laying down with you and sitting in complete silence isnt...
Day 1. Best Friend.
Helen.
I don’t think you can fully understand the meaning you hold in my life.
You’ve been there for me through the thick and the severely thin. And although i may not show it. Or I may give dirty looks, and roll my eyes and call you ridiculous, without you in my life, I seriously don’t know where I would be.
I seriously have so much love for you. I don’t know what...
Now,
I’m not the kind of person who watches any kind of sport on television intentionally. But when it comes to things such as the World Cup, I must. I mean come on, its the World Cup! and soccer is entertaining, fast paced, and lots of drama.
And what makes it better? it’s in South Africa! How fucking awesome is that?
And then last but not least, the eye candy.
Some people say...
“Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for...”
– Gloria Naylor
“Your heart is my piñata”
– Chuck Palahniuk
So the last few nights...
I’ve been having a lot of trouble having a good night’s sleep because of my dreams. I usually don’t remember my dreams unless I’m going through a tough time in my life, emotionally, mentally, physically - whatever.
But my last few dreams have been pretty weird. There’s this one dream where I was eating ice cream cake in the form of an ice cream cone. I had invented...
I just want your kiss, boy.
To start off this alcohol induced rant I would like to say that I’m a confident person. I don’t need people fawning all over me and telling me that I’m pretty or that they want to fuck me or whatever. And I sure as hell hate it when guys on buses hit on me and cars honk and drunkards holler.
But it’s nice to be noticed. At least one in a while; and those perverts, car...
