May 2010
111 posts
hahahaha that is funny. i like you.
April 2010
125 posts
in one of my classes, we’ve been discussing serious issues such as suicide, cutting oneself, drug use, addiction, etc. i then remembered all of the things in my life, in the past 10 or less years, that have happened to me. sadness overwhelmed me because i realized i have dealt with many of these issues through out my life, first hand. many people kept asking questions and they would receive a very proper answer, answered by statistics and hear say. all the answers in my head were real life.
then i became even more sad because i realized that everyone around me has no idea what has happened in my past. i forgot about it for all these years because i have never told any of my friends. i have things bottled up in me that i have never told anyone, not a therapist, not my parents.
actually, me writing this is the first time i have ever acknowledged it in anyway other than in my thoughts.
then i left class, went to the gym, and smiled because with the position i will be in next year, i can personally relate to many problems that could arise. i am happier and stronger than ever before. i have my demons and they will always be there in a way, but i am so thankful and glad that they have not defined me. so thankful.
so it seems that tumblr is the only appropriate place i have on the internet to say/post some things. the most “private” per se. twitter-my parents. facebook-everyone else. so i can only say this here:
i like when my roommate isn’t here so i can walk around and dance to madonna in my underwear.
“YOU’RE IN CONTROL, JUST LIKE A CHILD”
Vanessa girl! why didn’t you say hi?
i cannot stand taylor momsen
and chances are, i probably cannot stand you either.
I would like closure.
how do you have a long vagina? and no. so it’s obviously not that long…
Oh my lordy I was just thinking about seeing you! Agreed! Friends we are hehe
i probs did. i sweat like a mother cusser.
OMG WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO ME? Marry-Lennon. I feel like I’m already half there since I’m rumored to be asian. Oh Yoko…hmm “fuck” (or make love?) to Zooey. No homo? And ahh I could never kill anyone. So I’d say I’d “hurt” yeezy, out of my passion for his lyrics of course. Then marry and make luv to hiiim!
who is is what? this doesn’t make sense. good job.
