I drove past your house yesterday and I thought of how well I know it, every inch of furniture and the pictures on the walls, how I used to know it as well as I know my own house. Well, I drove past your house and I knew you weren't there but I guess that even if you were there, I wouldn't have been able to stop by.

I miss being a Wildcat.

shining, shimmering, splendid

Tell me, princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?

Oh, JD. :]

You're the only one who feels like home.

I'm filled up with 'want's and not with accomplishments.

The Tumblr equivalent of 'the grass is always greener on the other side' is 'everybody's theme is so much better than mine.'

"I didn't kill her, it was an accident! She was rubbing my cock and then she started foaming at the mouth and then she tripped and impaled herself on her Mother Teresa Young Humanitarian of the Year award!"

Misfits is awesome and everyone should watch it, even if it's just to hear Robert Sheehan's Irish accent.

"I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone."

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close ~ Jonathan Safran Foer

I read this book in two days while I was at the beach and it's so lovely that it makes me want to cry.

So, today I was cleaning my room [I've decided that I'm going to give my room a make-over because I'm sick of having a room that doesn't reflect my personality, y'know?] and I found my reading log*! The one I found was from seventh grade and I had this young teacher and she was really nice and she liked me because I read a lot and whenever she had to go somewhere, she left me and my friends in charge of the class, it was cute. Anyways, I was reading what I wrote and there's this three page entry about how you can only be in a loving relationship if you have healthy self-esteem and that you can't depend on men to love you fully [this was a reflection of 'I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings', by the way] and my teacher was all like 'Yeah, you go, girl'. Then there's this other entry from when I was reading Gossip Girl and I'm talking about how stupid it is that these ungrateful rich kids are all like 'oh my life' and doing stupid shit and smoking pot. It's bizarre how mature I am.

*We had reading logs in 6th to 8th grade and you had to read a certain amount every week [or was it every day? I'm not sure now] and then write about the chapter that you read. Everybody hated it, except me because I like reading and I really liked all my teachers; I'm an English nerd, whatevah.

VICKY SE TROLLANDO

Victoria says: (20:38:10)
ela nunca ocuparia meu lugar
Victoria says: (20:38:11)
IM TOO FAT
Victoria says: (20:38:12)
LOLOLOL

I like pictures of couples more than I like most things.

To 2010: thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great.

And 2011, you better be wonderful, I have high hopes for you.

I'm baaaack!