Maybe it’s just because it’s 3AM, but I found this very entertaining.
i don’t know if i’m ready to go back. a part of me is so scared of what i’ll find when i return - or if i’ll find anything at all. i feel that this is the closest i have come in such a long time. i remember the first flurry of phone calls, it must have been a tuesday night because we had a CS meeting and i had to run into the hallway. accusations and demands. questions i...
Tuesday: went to class, spent some time in Dwinelle with Mac, packed my things, cleaned a little bit, took a nap, then got picked up by Raymond. Singing songs in the car, eating in-n-out, and looking at stars and trying to find constellations. Wednesday: arriving home at one in the morning, kicking off my shoe just to step barefoot in the grass, joyful reunion with my doggy, saying hi to my older...
I am weary of the creaking floorboards of my house. Of bedroom doors crashing against frames Of wind pushing dry dirt and hair into my blinking eyes Every time I hear noises above me, I tense in fear and apprehension of an onslaught of angry words in multiple languages Weighing me down. coating me in thick fear and frustration filling my features until it’s all I can breathe and my muscles...
i don’t know that i can trust you anymore because your silence speaks more than your words secrets flitting behind your blank eyes thin fingers trailing through the air to paint images distractions from a harsher world and all i want so badly is to speak with you nothing between us but air to be filled with words embrace me with honest arms kiss my tired eyelids like this we could sleep...
Your glasses make it hard to tell the shape of your head.– -Little sister while sketching me. [I got new glasses today and (being the super blind person that I am) the lenses are way thick.]
stop. breathe. feel.
I’ve been sitting here with this blank post in front of me for the longest time. I can’t seem to find the right words to express how I’m feeling right now. But today I saw a bunch of my family members, and ate good food and played with my doggy. I took a walk in the park and climbed a tree. I went to Los Angeles and saw my grandmother (who will turn 90 this coming Saturday!) and...
Here’s the thing about Thanksgiving. I don’t think that we should give thanks for everything that we are so blessed to have just one day a year. I feel like every day should be a day to realize how lucky we are, and to be grateful for everything we have. Then again, I guess it’s nice to have a day where we all really think and contemplate these things, yeah? (I’m pretty...
“jane, you’re too far away. please update your tumblr. that is all. -angela (p.s. ♥ )” My reaction to this? BIGGEST SMILE ON MY FACE. EVER. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
I am back in the valley, and am quite happy to see my family once again. & I’m super excited for a PB&J reunion. Might as well as be my second sisters <3
For approximately eight minutes on my walk to class, there was this girl walking right behind me having a (very loud) conversation with a friend. I couldn’t help but notice that she was fluent in valley speak. What does that mean? Well, she sounded a bit like this: “I like haven’t been to Ramona’s in like, um, like forever. Like, seriously I like never go there. Like, I...
Whoa, he’s an alien! I don’t want to read this, this is scary!– Roomie regarding The Little Prince
Today I was talking to my boyfriend on Facebook chat while he was in the computer lab at his school. I was ranting about my day and how I really needed a hug. His response? “I just hugged the computer monitor and now everyone’s giving me weird looks.” Soulmates. MLIA Today, my boyfriend started webcam with me. I left my computer for a few minutes and when I came back, him and...
She sat in silence, torn between two feelings as the group studied and analyzed, spouting off facts from their textbook. It both fascinated her and made her feel uncomfortable to sit there as they emotionlessly rattled off symptoms, treatment, and causes of a disorder that had plagued her her entire life. She looked down once more at the book in her lap - there was her life written out in cold,...
She was learning to open her heart to those around her, to smile and laugh. She spoke of her dreams and fears and hopes for what was to come. She spent time with others and bathed them with love and tender care. She cried with them, and shared stories of darker times, but still she found herself holding back. Deep within was a locked box. Dark red paint slowly peeling away from rotting wood. Once...
She walked onto the stage, every clack of her heel against the wooden floorboards made her wince, but she carried on towards that shining halo of white light. She stepped forward, unable to see the faces in the crowd, pretending she couldn’t feel the stares of a hundred eyes upon her - and she sang.
She couldn’t bring herself to love him, no matter how hard she tried. But she felt alone, and he had come to know her the best out of all those who knew her. She knew it was wrong, and at first she tried to push him away. But he was persistent. She felt like a paddle ball; no matter how hard she tried, he came bouncing back to collide with her again and again and again. Eventually the...
I sat there, uncomfortably balanced on the edge of the wooden seat. I shivered under my thin cardigan, and I could have sworn that I could see my breathe form puffs of ice crystals before dissolving into the air. Despite this, I couldn’t leave. I was captivated by his words, trapped by his silence.
To Angela [Blank] Thanks for coming outside to check on me, I didn’t mean to make so much noise on the stairs. Thank you for offering me a hug, for offering to listen and be a shoulder I could cry on even though I didn’t really know you. And I know that you said we played mafia before, and that we’re friends on facebook, but I couldn’t find you - so I’m pretty...
Despite these past few turbulent days…the campanile is open. Always try to look for a reason to smile.
Proud to be a BEAR!
Phone calls from my family at night always scare me.
Yet the morning she woke up next to Paul D, the word her daughter had used a few...– Toni Morrison, Beloved
peanut butter jelly time
I miss my friends back home so much, they’re always on my mind - I wonder how they’re doing & I constantly see things that remind me of them. Though I am absolutely terrible at keeping in touch, I’ll try my best to randomly send them texts or chat with them online. But sometimes THEY will both message me first…at the same time! It’s as if I’m in a room and...
Fists raised into the air, the sound of screaming. Marching feet beating into pavement. Fight, they fight. Red strip of cloth tied tightly around my wrist. But I feel hopeless.
I have nothing to write. Too many things are racing through my head.
this is why communication is important
Jimmy: How did the cannibal break up with his girlfriend.
Jane: He gave her camel toe. (I thought he said camel...)
Jimmy: No he dumped her.
Jane: ... Why is that funny.
HAHA. Made me think of Elaine →
Actually….anything zombie related makes me think of Elaine.
Listen, you little psycho. This is Will’s wife. If I don’t get...– GLEE
“Help sir, please help! The air is growing warmer, and food is running out. We dance together and sleep and work. Though we’re growing accustomed to our situation, we still want to escape. But they’ve locked the doors, and we can’t get out. Some have given up and continue living, but we agree that no one is happy here.”
Michelle Pfeiffer’s hair in Batman Returns is so big. How did she fit it into her cat suit?
istalksnape: killa-am: It’s not about what you do. It’s about who you are. It’s not about who you are right now. It’s about who you could be. It’s not about what could go wrong. It’s about what will go right. It’s not about listening. It’s about getting up and dancing.
(via awaysofamiliar) :]
i feel almost as if i’ve shattered into a million pieces, and everything is barely held together under my skin.