Saturday, March 27, 2010
Three Hundred and Sixty-Two
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Three Hundred and Fifty-Five
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty-Two
Thought of the day:
Have you ever thought or wondered
why it sometimes feels sooo awkward to say those 3 simple words,
"I Love You?"
I've come to the conclusion that
that feeling occurs when its ultimately a genuine emotion.
It takes a lot for a person to spill their thoughts.
Whether they have their guard up or not,
it's a sense of pride to hide your feelings.
Next time you say those words think about it...
do you really mean it?
or is it just because you're hanging up the phone?
Think about the first time you ever said it to your significant other
your mother
your father
your brother
your cousin
Get my point?
I LOVE YOU TOO BOOB-E! ! !
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Three Hundred and Twenty-One
Friday, February 12, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
Two Hundred and Seventy-Seven
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Two Hundred and Sixty-Nine

Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Two Hundred and Thirty-Four

Monday, November 9, 2009
Two Hundred and Twenty-Six
Monday, October 5, 2009
One Hundred Ninety-Two
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
It's nice to know that you were there,
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done"
Thursday, September 24, 2009
One Hundred Eighty-One

"When we are dying or has suffered a catastrophic lost, we all move through five distinct stages of grief. We go into denial, because the lost is so unthinkable, we can’t imagine its truth. We become angry with everyone, angry with survivors, angry with ourselves. Then we bargain. We beg, we plead, we offer everything we have, we offer up our souls; in exchange for one more day. When the bargaining has failed, and the anger is too hard to maintain, we fall into depression, despair. Until finally, we have to accept that we have done everything we can. We let go. We let go and move into acceptance."
My drug for the next 15 weeks.
wow..
my stomach just knotted nasty.
I hate this feeling.
BUT if you look for it,
you better believe you will find it.
It just sucks
I have no idea what the heck happened.
BOYS are just GROSS
Saturday, September 19, 2009
One Hundred Seventy-Six
Saturday, September 12, 2009
One Hundred Sixty-Nine

Friday, September 4, 2009
One Hundred Sixty-One

Sunday, August 30, 2009
One Hundred Fifty-Six

Friday, August 28, 2009
One Hundred Fifty-Four

Tuesday, August 25, 2009
One Hundred Fifty-One
Monday, August 24, 2009
One Hundred Fifty











