June 2010
21 posts
Word Scramble
make up. music. coughing. chapped lips. jobs. mom. text messages. brandyn. intrepid. jelly bean. shirtless boys. that smell. bacon. burgers. lettuce. tomatoes. cheese. ranch. grease. light lemonade can. observe and report. sleep. purple blanket. computer. shower. best buy. camels. red box. pursuit of happiness. sunset. wow. nicole. food. starving. hair. skin. clean. smell. depression. aggravation....
Day 3: Your Parents
My mom has put me through hell and back, made me suffer through the worst times in my life, and through it all, I’ve come to realize its made me stronger.
From day one, my mom has always been my best friend. Growing up with just her and my sister, wasn’t always easy, but we stuck together, got along (most days), and never gave up. We were the three musketeers.
Things never stay the...
Day 2: Your Crush
Sometimes, I wish you’d come over and just push me against me the wall and kiss me. Or just immediately, on instinct, whenever you see me, just hug me, before either of us have a second to say anything. Sometimes I wish it was more. I wish I was actually wanted by you. Maybe I am, sometimes, but you never show it. So who knows. Crushes are pointless anyway. Sometimes, I wonder whats the...
Dancin’ to this in a dark, crowded room....
Day 1: Your Best Friend
I don’t have one best friend. I have 5.
Mandy. Frankie. Rachelle. Kayla. Nicole.
In no order. I love them all the same. Yes, at times they drive me insane. But I put up with them because my love for them is unconditional. I’d do anything for them. The keep me sane and remind me everyday of who I am and why. Without these 5 amazing friends, I would be nothing but a lost soul....
Back to Ohio...
from the beach. From seeing Rachelle. So fun. Felt so good to get away and just be lazy and have fun doing whatever.
Driving around with Rache. “LET ME CLEAR MY THROAT!”. Falling asleep in the truck on the way to ocean city. Unpacking. Beachin’ it. Boardwalk. Meeting guys. Meeting guys on E (LOL). Meeting new friends. Riding the O.C. bus <33. Coming home past curfew. H2O....
Strike What You've Done...
kissed someone.
smoked cigarettes.
got so drunk you passed out.
rode every ride at an amusement park.
collected something really stupid.
gone to a rock concert.
helped someone.
gone fishing.
watched four movies in one night.
gone long periods of time with out sleep.
lied to someone.
snorted cocaine.
failed a class.
smoked weed.
dealt drugs.
taken a college level course.
been in a...
“Writing is a socially acceptable form of getting naked in public”
– Paulo Coelho (via slowlybecoming) (via quote-book)
I don't wanna grow up right now...
I wanna do crazy shit all summer long. Live life. Be free. Have fun. Be stupid. Be silly. Stay out all night. Party…hard. Make mistakes. Laugh. Smile. Be crazy. Dance. Take late night drives with friends. Drink. Smoke. Sleep all day. Not be home. Not remember the previous night. Eat like a pig. Meet new people. Take adventures. Take risks. Be spontaneous. Enjoy summer to its fullest.
-...
“We celebrate the lives of the dead. Its...
I let people walk all over me...
because if I lost them, I’d have no one. And having them, and putting up with the constant jokes and being picked on, is better than being alone.
Its funny how someone can completely treat you like shit, and push you, yell at you, cut you off when you’re trying to tell them something important, and yet, you still find yourself missing them. Is this just me?
I hate when you spend time...
“You block your dream when you allow your fear to grow bigger than your faith.”
– Mary Manin Morrissey (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
“Oh Yoshimi, they don’t believe me....
I'm so tired
everyday.
I don’t even do much, and yet, because I’m bored. I wanna sleep. Sometimes, I wish I could just sleep forever, until all the bad went away, the drama ended, and everyone was just happy. I’m sick of people bringing me down with all their own shit. Its summer people. Let loose, be free, and have fun.
- J.L.S.
Summer 2010
I need a new place to rant. A place to just write. Get it out. Keep it out. I hate feeling like I have to make everyone else happy before I think about myself. I miss you.
-J.L.S.
