January 2010
dear tumblr,
i’d love to sing you a song sometime soon.
to bad i am the most uncoordinated guitar player in this entire universe.
ask me questions, tell me secrets. →
"Wow, what a beast"
hahahah, this guy from the mobile pet groomers just lookin’ at my dog like wtf i’m never gonna be able to pick thiss fatttty upp
hanajibu asked: What you going to major in?
i didn't like
The Catcher in the Rye.
Yeahhh, I said it.
Goucher Admissions Essay
The engine surrenders a series grunts and growls as the ancient blue pick up approaches. It’s a fair warning for an appearance, usually left unannounced. I always bound for my front door without hesitation, prepared for the crippling scene that will soon unfold, but as I approach the yard my courage has unwillingly been surrendered. I strive to hide my trembling hands, as my feet drag bear traps...
Anonymous asked: Sorry, I'll stop bothering you.
Anonymous asked: Everyplace is the same in the end.
Anonymous asked: Ditto.
Anonymous asked: Where you from?
i really only need
you. (and a corgi named thomas, but you know that so its okay) (:
cool tumblrs to follow?
If you know me you know what I like if you don’tttzzzz take a good guess, i like more things than i don’t like (:
centuries has a new song →
Anonymous asked: would you tell me if you liked me?
Maybe
What i’m feeling is something you could compare to the common cold. Like these days when your heart feels as heavy as stones, and it seems you and everything around you has degraded to some lower level over night. The feeling that this sadness could be serious, or that it could last a long time. This is much like when your first getting a cold, you feel that scratch in your throat or aching...
you can only sleep
so much.
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
askkkkkk meee thingssss →
today.
writing, watching movies, earthsea reunions and straight relaxin’ with my twinizzle.