call me crazy.

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August 2009

Aug 31, 2009116 notes
Last night, I was really hot in bed, so I took one leg out of the covers. Then I got scared because it was too dark and my leg felt unprotected from somthing hiding under my bed. So I put it back under the blankets. MLIA

vinnieinfurs:

f-o-e:

all the time.
:]

haha i do this EVERY NIGHT

Aug 29, 2009
Aug 29, 2009
BOLD THE ONES YOU LIKE

vinnieinfurs:

liveandletlive:


Compliments
Rainy days
Thunderstorms
When things go right

Satisfaction
Good grades
Flavored water
Red bull
Music
Sharpies
The stars

Hot tubs
Pools
Warm weather
Cold weather
Cool weather
Starbucks
Hershey’s chocolate
Smiling
Laughing til I cry
Running

Chilling with friends
Texting

Driving
New Clothes
Movies
Dancing
New Friends
Parties
Smoking
Getting high

Dreaming
Being a dork
Impressing someone

Spinning in circles
Water rides
The beach
Fries with vinegar
Carnivals
Fireworks
Photography
Meaningful Conversations
Staying up all night
Lazy days
The 80’s
Much needed naps
Ice Tea
Old Disney movies
Money
People who actually listen
Memories
Accomplishing Goals
Being home alone

Having time to myself
Adrenaline rush
Feeling invincible
Quotes
Sleepovers
Shopping

Long Walks
Chad Michael Murray
Snapple
Reese’s
The Weekend
Vacations
Snowboarding
Playing guitar
Soccer
Softball
Cheering
Basketball
Hot Showers
Cookie dough
The old Nickelodeon
Victoria’s Secret PINK line

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Aug 28, 2009
This is the first day of my life. I'm glad I didn't die before I met you.

(via fuckyeahconor)

favorite bright eyes song. no big deal.

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“No matter where you go or what you do,
I’ll always be madly in love with you.”
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Dear World,

I enjoy you.

Much Love,

Emily

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“Shut your eyes, wait, think of nothing. Now, open them… one sees nothing but a great colored undulation. What then? An irradiation and glory of color.” —
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Aug 23, 2009
“If it happens, it happens, … We can’t stop living.” —Walter Reed (via bitchville) (via hotg0ssip)
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9226.) I secretly want to be the girl who smokes, stays out till dawn, forever shopping, never studying.

The girl who has the money to buy whatever she wants, and gets to do what she loves. The girl who does all this and still has a beautiful soul. I want to live life and have fun, even if I am broken inside. As I am, I’m not living life and having fun but I’m still broken inside.

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Follow my friend Gina's blog! → ginacalderone.tumblr.com
Aug 22, 2009
“she thinks she’s getting better but really she’s just used to the pain” —
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“Drink life as it comes.
Straight.
No chaser.”
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“And I’ll always think of you as someone that I love.” —
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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” —Neil Gaiman
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