February 2012
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I want to have a weekend, where we’re both free, for the whole weekend. I want to pack up our stuff, and I want to drive. I just want to drive until I’m tired, or the car’s almost out of fuel. I want to go somewhere new with you. I want to go on an adventure, for a whole weekend or whatever. I just want to pack up our stuff, and just leave… just… drive. I want to...
I’ve always wanted one of those movie scene moments.. Just picture it.
The rain is pouring down heavily around us. We’ve just had the biggest argument, about something so stupid and trivial. You go to grab my hand, and I snatch it away. I’m avoiding eye contact, and you’re fighting to make me stay. Inside there’s a war raging on whether or not I want to stay or go....
i'm going to start a photo journal
i want to remember the start of the rest of my life. and this is the start. everythings changing and nothing will be the same after this week. so from now i’m taking as many photos i can with the people i like, of places i’ve been, of anythings i’m doing that day. i’ll make a tumblr account of it. just so i have it, and i’ll write about it or whatever. and i’ll...
when my phone doesn't have enough battery to let...
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I haven’t wanted to post this, because I know that you’ll see it. But I guess maybe I should, just get it out there.
I don’t want you to leave. I know I’ve told you, but I really mean it. And I want to use the whole ‘if you loved me you wouldnt’ but I can’t do that, I don’t have it in me to do something like that. I can’t blackmail you into...
by moving you're leaving.
and you promised you’d never leave.
it’s difficult to decide which songs are good enough to make the cut for the cd you’re planning on giving to someone. what if the wrong message comes across. what if they hate the songs. oh my god, i’m stressing now.
it's really really hard to please everyone
and i’m failing, i really am. i have no idea how to make them all happy. i’d really like for both my parents, my girlfriend and my friends to be happy with me. i’m sick of them being disappointed in me. it’s so hard.
i have always, always, always loved Callie and...
I have to be strong. I’m sick of you seeing me as nothing but a mess. I’m better than this… Or at least I think I might be.
I remember the first time we spoke. I remember how it only took you one sentence to make me feel like one of the most important people in the whole world. I remember the way I felt. I remember how scared I was to feel that, I remember that I was afraid of how much I loved you. I was afraid because I didn’t accept it myself. I remember the first day we met, for real. I remember the way you...
79699.) I hate seeing pictures of you and her.
sometimes i really don't understand what's...
i love you.
and i know i’m really bad about explaining why. and sometimes i’m really horrid at showing it. but i really do. a lot. and i just want you to know, that no matter how far away you are… i’ll always love you. always.
