January 2010
53 posts
what can i say, life is definitely different without you. it’s just unusual to sleep at night, and not wake up to dumb texts from you. i miss your messages. i miss our phone calls. i miss coming down and seeing you. i miss when we had “business to finish”. but i don’t miss you.
you treated me so bad. everyone knew it, myself included. but i held on. i don’t regret...
sorry i’ve ignored you lately tumblr. :3
why’d you have to go and turn to ice?
biology = :(
set the fire, and cover your tracks.
as much as i would like to say i wont miss you, seeing you leave may the death of me. i know i still have a few months until you’re gone, but it wont make up for the years of help i owe you. you helped me through some of the roughest points in my life. i can’t thank you enough for everything. what you did was wrong, but i know karma is going to...
the drugs never work…
people bore me.
i have something to say but i don’t know how to put it into words.
“DU THA HELLEN KELLA”
life is looking up.
“find a way to smile and never let it get away.”
– never too late - hedley
Where were you when you found out Michael Jackson...
thingssheloves:
anditslove:
rapidhopeloss:
emmabutton:
loveireandsong:
bloodsexandbooze:
bloodinthewater:
katieefiasco:
I was in my bathroom washing my face.
Krazy House in Liverpool.
On the top of a mountain in the Lake District.
covent garden, we were told by drunk english people and a busker played billy jean.
At Glastonbury Festival watching East17 play Stay Another Day....
… but love always remains.
we have a problem.
i kept myself around, i fooled myself, i fell for you. it’s not your fault, it’s mine. and it’s okay, i realize this now.
the real problem involves the bottom of a liquor bottle. i drink to solve my problems. it’s cured nothing. and after this christmas break, i realize i’ve relied on it too much. school tomorrow will be the death of me, for so many reasons. i stayed...
i’m so happy, i feel suicidal.
i would like to think this isn’t over.
… even though i want it to be.
heart fucking broken.
i’ll drink those thoughts away… i’ve gotten good at that.
alexandra is...
not ready at all for school tomorrow.
i would love some red velvet cake right now.
REBLOG IF YOU HAVE SCHOOL ON MONDAY AND THE...
i need to stop lying to myself.