March 2011
23 posts
I love it when you call me big Poppa
throw yo hands in tha ayer, if you’s a true player…
February 2011
22 posts
this rain is awesome.
I’m loving every second of it.
I met some people in marching band, a lot of altos. a couple told me they’d teach me how to play alto. I don’t know, I don’t know if I want to do marching band that badly. I was miserable in the Picc section. then again, I had no friends and felt oppressed and disliked by the section leaders.
I don’t know what...
who knew that it would ever get this awkard?
who knew that I would ever not miss home this much?
I just wish I knew where I really belong.
Would it be weird if I wore a shirt with my name on it? Nobody seems to distinguish Perry from Mary these days.
Today was a day filled with grace.
Thanks be to God.
I didn't know Kristen Stewart was in spongebob
smilealltheywant:
I think I just realized something very valuable.
Heartache hurts. as obvious as that sounds.
I need to learn to let go, and accept the hurt that God wants me to feel.
Suffering is holy, as it has been said.
All our young lives we search for someone to love, someone who makes us complete. We chose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope all the while wondering if somewhere and somehow there is someone searching for us.
— Fred Savage
my first douchebag of the year.
how refreshing.
:(
I've had this problem for a while.
I’ve had this problem for a while…
I can’t say no. to boys.
why? I mean I should be flattered that they like me….right? well, not if I don’t like them.
It used to get so bad that they’d even ask me on a date, and I’d endure the whole awful thing until it was over, and then via text message, or other message, I’d say something like, “I...
stop.
stop pushing me, or I’m going to get really mean, really fast. and you’re not going to like it.
I wish I could eat cake and not get fat.
letter #3.5
dear you,
maybe I wish we could go back in time and start all over again.
My walls are breaking down. I wish I knew how to be truthful to myself all the time.
love,
me
p.s. Be my valentine?
One of the saddest things about being sick is losing your voice.
:/
I can’t wait to be well again.
After seeing that movie...
I just fell in love with Ashton Kutcher all over again. <3
