~woke up to my drunken sister at 3am, so naturally cuzzo and i start our day then, and later on walk to quickcheck in the rain, meanwhile smoking the whole time. a hannah montana dance was involved… fearnet anyone? :) ~WHY WOULD THIS COME TO ME?
this Tumblr is dedicated to my wife, BaileeEB
please don’t do anything stupid. I’ll miss you. even though you’ve been absent quite a while. imiss the real corey. try to find himwhile you’re away alright?? and bring him to me so I can hug him tight. I love you. g-night
Everything you are against weakens you. Everything you are for empowers you.
24/02/10 || a taste of the give up
Today. Last night I made the decision at the last minute to not go to school. And I was adamant about it. But this morning after an excruciatingly restless night, I decided that I would give school a try. I called my lovely mama Caitlin and she said she’d spare me the walk to the doom dungeon and scoop me. She told me to meet her at the Starbucks, which is where she usually gets me when she...
when you grow up, your heart dies– the breakfast club
16/02/10 || congratulations Jas
Today had been a satisfying day. Jason completed his ten month residence at the rehab I also went to (and miss horribly.) He picked me up around four and whisked me to my “home,” which is what I refer to that magical place as. I know some people are reading this and thinking WTF is up with this girl hahaha I grew a lot as a person there and enjoyed the people and things I did there. I...
16/02/10 || the night it secretly happened
Baby and the BloodMobile. So good! Hahah mom came home early..I was out. Made my way back to town and talked to kids on the bus about drugs and how they’re great buy I just couldn’t handle them. They happened to go to Mt Hebron. Hmmm. Got in town. Meat Locker; Izzy, Rawry, Clarence. WTF! So we danced and we sang and we cried out in the night. Rory and I went in a walk; girl problems...
there’s a virgin and her belly is rotting. this she doesn’t know....– virgin, how your tummy’s aching-by my five year old sister just now..not even kidding. when I asked her the name of the song, that’s what she told me..and the words above actually free flowed from her mouth. gave me chills cuz she’s little as hell. when I asked her where she...
Regret was Fear’s big sister, the one he believed should never be let in...– house of sand and fog
rivers of crimson blood. shores of broken bone.
14/02/10||hahahappy fuck me day
Happy Valentines Day to all. Today was a decent day. I saw my lovely boyfriend and a lot of my rehab friends, namely Jason, Angelo, Taylor, and John. One day soon, Ill post pictures of my rehab family. They are the best people Ive ever met. We all went to Angelos house and watched The Breakfast Club because we are nerds. Corey and I were the only couple there so it was one of those situations you...
there’s a certain aura about the night that I understand– sincerely, I and the like
13/02/10 || good night at s day
My head is heavy and I smell of sex. Went into orange. Cab status. Yorec and A-Lo, thank you. As I was in the trance that is otherwise named as the “heat of the moment,” I kicked off my shoes and stated “aren’t shoes weird, babe? Theyre two coverings, two little houses for two body parts that don’t even matter!” He laughed, Corey laughed, and kissed my neck....
+no, sir, thank you
I am crazy. A nut. And I am unapologetic. It came to me, in this late night that I am a little tweaked in the head. I have an unbelievable past that resulted in these mental disturbances. What yielded from all the bullshit was this human being, this person who insists on breathing colors in and hears, only music, so clearly that she is forced to make love to it with her lips; she projects her...
The inventor of frisbees died today. I woke up today from roughly three hours of sleep and discovered, almost instantly, that I was covered with blue and aquamarine glitter. WTF?! I don’t have glitter in my residence..at all. I told my lively friend Halle of this fact. She said there was something significant about people and glitter but age couldn’t recall exactly what. Then she...
I sleep with brass knuckles. I eat diamonds for breakfast. And I shampoo with...– friday night
12/02/10 || oh my goodness
It is morning. I am up. Before the sun. Holy shit. “I am Wired like a fucking sound board. No lie. It’s crazy. My eyes are wide like a size fourteen. My bloods shakin..like boots. My brains whirrin like gears. Hello hello hello sun. WHICH ISNT EVEN UP YET!” Exact words to Corey (amazing boyfriend lover) this morning. I only mention this because there really isn’t...
nothing matters. nothing matters if you don’t care enough to feed the...– truly yours
+not goodnight at all/real world delirium
Yes, “goodnight” is one word. Being awake leaves no room to rest. I’ve said goodnight, I’ve said farewell and still I am here, battling feigned exhaustion. I feel incomplete due to the fact that my lover succumbed to slumber before goodnighting me. It’s okay that he fell asleep; he seemed tired even when I saw him earlier. It’s just that..well now I’m...
tragedies happen few and far between. it’s the most simple mercy. it drags...– yours truly
11/02/10 || hmm
This is my first post and I am sorry to report that I am sick to my stomach. I hit an AA meeting tonight and drank, what seemed like gallons, of coffee that was terrible alone but complimented the taste of Marlboro No. 27s. So goooood. Anyway, I’ve been having issues today about the way I look and how I feel about myself. I won’t get into detail but I just want to publicly thank my...