I can't believe you are no longer living.
>>>
I know the relationship between us hasn't been nearly even amounted to what is considered as a relationship at all, and I know that I lived day to day with the thought of you rarely wandering in my head...but the idea of you permanetly being gone from this world, let alone the world we all live(d) in, well it's simply something I'm finding awefully hard to grasp or make "real" in my head, let alone my life. I never once in the past year and a half have yearned for your presence, your smile, your laugh, or anything of value that someone who is greatly involved in your life might seek...however, knowing that I will never again come in contact with any of those things isn't something I, or anyone who knew you, could ever want to accept. Despite our differences, problems, and very rocky past - you were a good person who was deeply loved by many people. I'm sorry this world no longer seemed fitting to you, and I'm sorry you could no longer find whatever it is you wanted to find. I pray for you, your family, and most of all your mother who in no way could ever deserve losing her son. I don't know why you did what you did, but please know that although you are in a different place, you will always live on in spirit.

RIP Joshua Neil Stallard

NEED TO PEE.
COLD AS TITS.
NEED A KISS.
WHERE IS MY JACKET?
WHY DO I GOTTA WORK ERRYDAY.
JUST WANNA PLAY SKATE WITH MY BOYFRAN.
OR WATCH DEXTER.
OR LAY IN BED.
OR PAINT MY HORRID LOOKING FINGERNAILS.
OR GET MY HAIRCUT.
I'M THINKING 50S BANGS, YUMMY.

this will be good.
this will be good.
this will be good.

applying for a job as a kennel assistant at a vet clinic...oh please oh please oh please let me get it!!! i don't even care if all i end up doing is mostly cleaning up poop cages, as long as i get to play with animals and get paid for it i'll be satisfied!!!!!!!

learning to let go.

in other news, i'm growing quite fond of my boyfriend. he's pretty. and funny. and says beautiful things to me that no one else ever has :3

ten minutes left of work. i've been surfing the web for the past hour.

and i have decided i want to start a dog blog...a mother fucking blog of only doggie pictures.

cause if i see one more trendy ass tumblr overflowing with stupid ass cats making stupid ass faces, i will fucking murder someone/thing.

i love all animals alike, but goddamn what the FUCK happend to "man's best friend"

SHIT!

laying in bed, me on my laptop, him on his phone.


sounds distant, but it's quite the opposite <3

i haven't cried nearly as hard as i did last night in over a year.
and i havent told anyone the things i've shared with you. ever. the run-around has been exsposed, but never, ever have those exact words left my lips before they were given to you.
thanks for being there, guiding me, holding me tight, and telling me everything will be okay.

thank, you.

it's amazing how you can know someone for years, decades, or even ages and have little to no real connection.
and then out of the blue, just meet somebody, that certain somebody - and feel (if not know for sure) as if you've known this person your whole entire life.

what is love? if this isn't love./

adhesive.

eeeeek! i love talking to new boys. and i love girls with good taste in music. and i love tattoos, beer, and $$$$$$$$$$$$$$. holla!

officially dropped out of school for the semester, and i couldn't feel any more relieved.
celebratory drinks tmr night, then picking up a fuck ton of $hift$ at work,
staying GOLD and serving a purpose.





can'twaittobeginanewchapterinmylifeandobtainacareerthatiwilllovewithallmyheart.

november 16th xoxo

oh, hi. hello. farewell. nice to see you aga...in.

yayyyy finally gunna sketch out my new painting today for taylor :) i hope hope hope i have time to finish it before her bday!!!!!

bummer

ugh, my dad leaves today and i am really really really bummed out about it. i know it's only for a few months but i wish he could just stay here and help me figure out what the hell i need to do about school, he's really good when it comes to that kind of stuff. if only life was that simple.

however, i am stoked to start school again, hopefulllllly h&m will grant me the ability to be fulltime versus part time cause i need the extra money and personal touch just ain't cuttin it. i mean $8/hr just seems so little compared to what i get at h&m sooooo i guess we'll see.

super stoked about getting a tattoo from mike late this month, but he sent me a sketch that i paid $20 for and it's well - a rough ass sketch which kinda pisses me off since i spent nothing on the sketch for my sugar skull and it was a sick ass sketch, more of a trace of my original work but still. not to mention i'm not really very impressed...i think i might just go ahead and ask him about getting the memorial lion tattoo for daniel instead. dunnno. ugh


just another thing i plan on talking to my dad about :)


on a happier note - i had so much fun with jerry last night, he's so fun when he wants to be. good conversationalist, bad at darts. ha!

did i also mention how muh it pisses me off that my 'C" button sticks? :C

did i mention how exited i am to go back to whitetail?

lordy lordy.

being sick as anything for the past 5 days has really made me realize that laying around is fucking killer in itself. don't get me wrong, the time off has been nice and so has the amount of time that i've spent just watching tv and hanging out with jake, but shiiiiit i need to get out. tonight was really, really nice. i love my girls, and god being sick sure is nice in the sense that it really ups my tolerance of idiots down quite a bit. don't have any idea why. anyways, i am really rambling now. i cant wait until school starts and i am so busy that i won't know what to do with myself. i think i might quit personal touch and pick up a waitressing job - just a thought but it's just SUCH a boring job! the opportunity has been awesome, but im so tired of how FAT i feel when i work there, i mean all i do is sit at a fucking desk and do dumb pointless shit for hours on end only to rack in a mere $8/hr...waitressing i could make what i make in two weeks' worth of a paycheck in two or three days...or just working a double or two. UGH what to do what to do. speaking of, maybe i should seek advice from my dad. he always seems to know what's up with these kinds of things. god i love him sometimes...ha. he's leaving soon and i am SUPER bummed out. it's gunna suckkkk, but at least it's only for a few months. oh well, i'm sure with school starting it will go by quicker that expected. you ever just feel like you have diarrhea of the mouth and all of a sudden just want to stop talking? this is how i feel...sooo uh time to surf the web and catch some Zs...i have a lot to do tomorrow for being a sick betch!

i wish i had the money to take a damn semester off of school. it's pretty sad i'm only making myself go this semester so that i dont have to start paying off my loans...i could give a fuck less about health insurance right now.

6 daissssssss.

i got a nice ass car who i love dearly, the best friends in the worldddd, my family is all here for the first time since i can even remember, and im about to be 21. what else could i ask for?


xoxo

WAHHH

RIP Ryan Dunn, I'm so sad I never got to meet you in person, at least you took part in one of my typical crazy dreams...you will be missed.

if i'm still alive, my regrets are few...

cheek to cheek.

So I managed to get pulled over twice yesterday, both times for having expired tags which i wasn't even aware of considering it was my dad's truck that i was driving, such bs. Female cops really are assholes...I guess the second one was pretty nice but the first two acted like they had something to prove. Annoying.

Other than that, things have really been looking up. My dad, jas & the kids will be here within the next week and i cannot wait. i am so looking forward to this i dont even know what to do with myself. Also, i got approved for a loan at carmax and now i'm just looking for one that i really like that also fits my budget :) so excited to have a new car and my family. I really dont feel like there is anything else in the world missing, and let me tell you, it really is a great feeling.

I am also super excited about my birthday coming up! I can't wait for my party omgosh it's gunna be awesomeee. it's funny people keep asking me why just a party when i could go out...shoot, i got all the time in the world here (once i turn 21) on out to drink at a bar, my parents allowing me to have a big time party at their house for this special occassion is very generous and i would be a fool not to take them up on the offer. DUH. plus, i have friends of all ages and i'll be damned if im gunna leave all of them behind on my birthday just because they aren't 21.

Ahh it feels nice to have the entire day off to do what i please. i think im just going to stay inside and do some HEAVY summer cleaning. lord knows my room could use it, my wardrobe is becoming ridiculously cluddered. so many clothes, so little time.

omgosh! june 26th is my next day off and my daddy will be here with jas and the babies!!!!!!!! thennnn my birfday, thennnn getting a beach cruiser and an iphone :)


my life equals awesome, hard work really does pay off!

i vant to peint.

we're so close, to somethin' better left unknown.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMGSpRJMnuU

let gooo already

bittersweet

i'm sorry. i fucked up and i'm sorry. i can admitt it though. i fuck up a lot. shit happens. the whole world is an imperfect place. but we arent talking about the whole world...we're talking about you and me and everyone else i have ever been shitty to. anyways, at the end of the day, month, year, century, i will be there. and i will care for you like no one else has even drempt of caring for you and i would do anything to prove that to you.

i
will
be
there.


i will. i will just...always be there.

SOCUTE.

Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma & Pa
Not the way that I do love you

Holy roly, me, oh my, you’re the apple of my eye
Girl, I’ve never loved one like you

Man, oh man, you’re my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness
There ain’t nothin’ that I need

Well, hot & heavy, pumpkin pie, chocolate candy, Jesus Christ
There ain’t nothin’ please me more than you

Chorus:
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I’m with you
(2x)
La la la la, take me Home
Baby, I’m coming Home

I’ll follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark
Girl, I’ve never loved one like you

Moats & boats & waterfalls, alley ways & pay phone calls
I’ve been everywhere with you

That’s true

We laugh until we think we’ll die, barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you

And in the sticks we’re running free like it’s only you and me
Geez, you’re something to see.

Chorus

“Jade?”
“Alexander?”
“Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?”
“I sure do, you came jumping out after me.”
“Well, you fell on the concrete and nearly broke your ass and you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you off to the hospital. Do you remember that?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Well, there’s something I never told you about that night.”
“What didn’t you tell me?”
“While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was going to be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you and I never told you ‘til just now.”
“Now I know.”

Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is whenever I’m with you
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is when I’m alone with you

Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I’m with you

Ahh, Home
Yes, I am Home
Home is when I’m alone with you.

Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma & Pa
Moats & boats & waterfalls & pay phone calls

Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is when I’m alone with you

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/home_lyrics_edward_sharpe_and_the_magnetic_zeros.html
All about Edward Sharpe+And+The+Magnetic+Zeros: http://www.musictory.com/music/Edward+Sharpe+And+The+Magnetic+Zeros

in other news: my life is great/end.

HAHAHAHAHAHAAHA BE A BITCH ABOUT ME NEEDING THE DAY OFF FOR A FUNERAL, LOLOLOLOL.

funniest/dumbest shit in my life:

"it sucks when you have really good sex with someone but have no interest in dating them...ever"

"yeah well it really sucks when you have mind-blowing sex with someone and wake up thinking...wow that was some great statutory rape...."

it's amazing how quickly my luck can change.


at least i still have two jobs, gain a job, lose a car? i think so...

ps, i love you.

p-r-o-u-d.

i am so proud of myself.

for my impromptu speech, for my "fat girl" speech, for landing a second job even though yes, i had some help getting it, for going to school while having two jobs, for rocking at being a best friend, for standing up for those who can't always do it themselves/helping them learn how to, for eating healthier, for not smoking (pot or cigarettes) anymore, for being responsible when i drink, for taking care of my friends, for surviving your bullshit day to day, for fixing shit with my father, for being there when it counts, for being the bigger man and apologizing to her, for going on adventures instead of staying inside, for getting a good amount of sleep, for traveling half way around the world and back by myself, for loving you no matter what, for trying my hardest to tell the truth, for sleeping with whoever i think deserves it, for standing up to racist jokes, for being outspoken and brutally honest, for being better at saving money, for letting the small things go (for the most part), for not falling in love with another asshole, for leaving that asshole, for being myself, and for after all this time, still keeping my head up no matter what.

it does?nt feel good to be hurt by a man.

then; THIS!

THIS

&&&&&& the answer is:












































NO muthafucka, NO.

YAYYYYYY for my 5 page paper almost being complete :)

...i had to take a mental break real quiiiiick.
oh and a big thanks to dinosaur jr. for keeping me focused!

sociology&philosophy prof, pls send me the memo the second you get over yourself.

OH WAIT! you aren't buying a computer to email some dumb ass kids to let us know
YOU WONT BE IN CLASS FOR A WEEK. how could we be SO damn demanding?

i'm sorry, bro.

sincerely,
that lucky bitch who has you back to back for 2 hrs straight.

dear mister i'm so fucking fabulous;

YOU AREN'T.

i miss my daddy, so so so so so so so so so so so so much.

party again tonight, story of my life.

work, party, homework, repeat x 7489237498753226345.

oh sweet summer, how i long for your arrival.

fuckyourfiancé

ON THE BRIGHTER SIDE OF TINGS:

PARTY TONIGHT ;)

GODDDADADDDDDDDA. my family is SO amazing, but my step father is a DICK!

i hate when you are the same person as somebody else but have completely different views on things...especially racism, and whether or not i would like to take part in it. so, i guess because i stood up for my beliefs, i am no longer getting my car fixed and i suppose i should have someone else look at it. hooray.

new obsession.

PS_why do i keep meeting all these cute, nice boys but they're all skinny as fuck!

i like me a THICK boy wiff a bootydoo, Anomnomnomnomnom!!

i love a good birthday party. they always get me d-r-u-n-k ;)
THIS MORNING SUCKED, DOE.



so proud that my DRUNK ass made it to work at 9am, even with a broke down truck in my way.

just because i don't stop in the middle of my game of pool i happen to be kicking ass at, and walk up to you right off the bat to introduce myself to your bitch ass, doesn't mean we should have a problem. i'm sorry if you're used to people bowing to your presence, but what are you, 16? how about you show some damn respect to your elders, honey bun.

i just want someone with a sweet face, and a fluffy belly.

DAMMIT. INTERVIEW MOVED TO TMR.
BLEHHHH.

i hate being the first one awake.

INTERVIEW on MONDAY, hollahollahollaholla.
FINGERS CROSSED BB, FINGERS CROSSED.

girls, men are just as dirty as us. don't get it twisted.

&; my heart is the bitter buffalo

D'AWWWWW!!!!

that damn "carry out" song has been in my head alllllll day. somethin' i like about timbaland and justin timberlake's voice together, mmm so sessy ;)

attention, shifted.

WOMP.

hehehehe last night was the best. it's crazy how i still managed to get a good 6.5 hours of sleep, i'm so proud of the shift i worked today, it was crazy, i hit my head realllly hard, even had to file an incident report and was seriously talked to about going to the hospital (sorta funny) AND still pulled through. i'm so serious about picking up this office job, or at least something similar to it. i need to pull in some serious dough and step up my game. even when i was working some 30+ hrs a week at h&m i was making bank. im tryna get to that level again so i can get myself a cute little car that doesn't take well over $50 to fill up. although i do LOVE my old rugged truck. she's cute in her own way. anyway, it feels so great to have such a good night with a massive amount of people i hardly even knew. i love mingling, especially when there are good guys there. not gross ass, "uhhh girllll, come ova here" type dudes. AND my favorite thing about indian lakes...DIVERSITY. oh boy, i really love my life. i can't wait till my dad gets here wiff the baaaaaaaabiiiiesssss and jassss <333

yeeeeee! ;D

I need a change of scenery, i realllly wanna get out of here and try living some place different. i loved traveling by myself, and i really don't feel like living somewhere out of state would be all that bad. i would miss certain people, a lot. however, this is something i feel would really give me a sense of myself. i feel like it would be great. fuck school, obviously i would move somewhere where i could transfer to a different H&M so i would have a job already. it just seems great. i wouldnt have medical insurance, but i could manage. i want to do this. i really do.

i cannot have expectations.
this is out of my hands.
and out of control.

witchy woman, she's got the moon in her eye.

i live for days/nights like this.
kelly's last night was amazing, even with kristina being wayyy too drunk for me to deal with, i dealt with her, and i LOVE my best friend. taylor, too. and ryan. i love them. sometimes all you need are your roots.

anyways, i woke up with a MEAN hangover, and now i'm at my grandma's house, recuperating. sleep, greasy food, and movies! hollaaaa. i'd love to talk more, but i've gotta go dance to the eagles.



Well I know you want a lover,
let me tell your brother,
she's been sleeping in the Devil's bed.
And there's some rumors going round
someone's underground
she can rock you in the nighttime 'til your skin turns red

wooo hooo, witchy woman see how high she flies
wooo hooo, witchy woman she got the moon in her eye

like lions do.

i just want someone to lay around with, talk shit about weird things/people in our lives, burn some incense, and eat big burritos filled with yummy things. oh, and someone to eat sushi with. someone who likes to read books about drugs, traveling, or just life in general. someone who has an appreciation for art, espcially photography, even if they don't own a camera. someone who will take me to private art shows, or even to the damn Chrysler museum without me having to mention it more than enough times. i want someone who takes me seriously, even when i have a really stupid idea, or a "dumb" suggestion. someone who tells me exactly how i look in those jeans, or that top, even if they know it's my favorite shirt and i really honestly look like a goon. someone who likes GOOD movies, such as the breakfast club, the goonies, and can't hardly wait. someone who isn't afraid to put me in my place, but doesn't do so in an immature "i'm the guy and you're the girl so do what i say" sort of way. someone who likes, no, loves GOOD music and can deal with my feminine music from time to time. somebody who i can explore with, have fun with, sleep next to while dealing with my constant need to tuck my feet under his, someone to laugh with, cry with, and conquer all the ups & downs in between without making me feel like i'm always in the wrong. someone who is okay with my sexual side and how i am not afraid to talk about it amongst our mutual friends. someone who will never get in my face, and respect my boundaries when we fight. someone who is willing to admit fault. someone who has a job, a car, a license, and a SMART amount of interest in illegal activities. someone to go to the beach with, even when it's cold out and i just need to get some fresh air. someone who will let me pay for the movie tickets every now and again. somebody who introduces me to his friends and doesn't need to be reminded that i'm there. someone who will teach me how to play their favorite video game so that i don't always feel left out. someone who reminds me how certain sports work when i forget. someone who opens the door, or says thank you when i do. someone who is cute, funny, sexy, smart, handsome, and charming. someone who i can trust. someone who says exactly what they mean. someone who takes time. someone who gives me the time of day.


someone.

andy hull's wife is the luckiest gal alive.


"don't worry about it, i heard what you said and it's good
and i appreciate it more than any other man ever could

i believe you, anyways
i believe you, any day

when i told you i loved you god dammit i meant it
when i told you i loved you, good jesus, i meant it

now your legs look like firecrackers, are you still alive
yeah no shit your not breathing, but man i can feel you inside!

don't waste away, under the ground
cause I'm wasting away, under the ground"

last night, i was driving home from dog sitting at a friend's house, and on baxter i saw a duck just sitting there, right in the path of my passenger side tire, so i swerved at the last minute, and completely avoided him. i thought about going back and "shooing" him out of the middle of the street, but decided i was too tired. this morning, i did the same thing, around 11...on the way home, i passed where i had seen the duck and there was nothing but feathers and blood, a lot of it. it made me feel like the worst person on the face of this earth for not going back and making him move. really, really sad. and really, really guilty.

i've been throwing up over this ledge for the last 7 weeks
and you've been throwing history to hell

i've been writing almost everyday that i've been gone
do you still remember how my beard once felt

i've been eating seaweed from a whale named emily
she could swallow me, or help swallow my pride

we wade under the tow like diamonds
we wade under the tow like diamonds

i've been watching you look at a locket from your mother
or perhaps its from a girl you don't speak of

do you miss her when your sleeping
do you find it hard to eat when
everything reminds you of her stilly ghost

so to captains of my captain how can i become i captain
get the strength i need to pull this one around

i will wait under the tow like lions
i will wait under the tow like lions

like lions do.

oh my god, what am i doing here?

and i walk this ship of golden brown
you sit back covered up sounds
that don't come from my lips
you know they don't come from my lips

and you can try to break the silence
while you making love with violence
to my flesh and blood a traitor
oh my flesh and blood are traitors to you now

"how easy it would be if we could see the plan, but really what's the plan?"

i feel like shit.
my best friend is going to court.
probably straight to jail.
and my life is gunna fall apart.
seriously.
who the fuck else am i gunna hang out with at 2 in the morning,
when my life is in shambles?
fuck.
fuck.
fuck.

"A woman can handle almost anything if you tell her the truth about it, but if you lie to her, you will undermine her faith in herself, & ultimately her trust in you. Tell her the truth. Let her work it out. You can damage love & love will repair; but once you damage trust, you’ve got a rough road to walk. A lie needs support, but the truth stands alone."

i miss my dad, a lot.

ppress play

this is my favorite song, ever.

running on E

So, I heard today that someone I know almost attempted suicide the other night and it really got me thinking. Life is really short. I mean, people die all the time. Some people choose death, some people play with it, some people are sentenced, others taken without much choice in the matter, and lastly, the ones who choose it. Either way, death is here, it is active, and it is very much "alive."

I feel like I need to get a jump start on life, or a re-start seems to make more sense, I guess? I'm always the one bringing people together, whether it be a small get-together, a raging (yes, raging) party, or just hooking up two friends. Well, I'm just wondering...but when is it my turn? When is it my turn to sit back and be invited. Or sit back and end up being the lucky girl who gets hooked up with this "great guy who totally gets me"? huh? Not that I'm in some huge rush or anything like that, quite frankly, I love being single. I love not answering to anybody but myself. I love coming and going as I please. I love being "her" instead of "them." I love being "me" instead of "we." And most of all, I love being responsible for how I feel, all the while not worrying about how it might make "him" feel. Do I HAVE to be single to enjoy life without these awful things though?

That's where the lines (& by the lines mean MY lines) lines get blurry. I mean let's be real, this shit is getting fuzzier and fuzzier by the day here. Pretty soon I won't be able to see at all. I hate to play the blame game, and I'm not big on self-diagnosing oneself, but I feel like I may be pushing my "issues" from one person to another. Before I dated ______, I didn't really give a fuck about relationships. If a guy was being annoying, lazy, lame, sleezy, fuck it - time for me to break it off. I DID NOT GIVE A SHIT - his loss. But ohhh no, not with ______. Everything was different this time around. I was determined to set my issues aside, and "work things out." I can count the number of times all my other exes have made me cry on one hand, but now - with ______ in the picture, i might need to start making tally marks on a legal pad hoping I don't run out of room. I mean really, the girl who has never been broken up with in her life all the while has been in plenty of relationships, sitting there in a beaten down truck with an ipod and the xx playing extra loud so she couldn't hear her own thoughts because of some guy. What in the fuck happened to me when I dated him...I do not know. Maybe being around crazy people makes you really and truly crazy. Or maybe I was just going through an EARLY mid-life crisis. Either way, I was insane and out of my fucking mind. The shit I put him through, and the SHIT he put me through...I don't know how I made it that far. I did things that went not just a little, but COMPLETELY against my conscious. Against my morals, my values, and most importantly, myself as a whole. Not that I need to mention, because honestly, I'm not writing this to trash my ex and act like he's the only fucked up guy in this town. I'm writing this because I don't necessarily want to share it all with everyone, but with it being on the internet and all at least I know it's out there. Out of my head, and onto paper, or a computer screen...whatever.

Anyways, I don't know what happened to me in that "short" amount of time, but the point is, it fucked me up. Break ups are hard, if they were easy, they would have a different name.

The point is, I really need to shape the fuck up, get some damn control of my life, and not feel like I need to rely on someone else to be happy. I need to get back to the point in which I love myself enough to be alone for more than 3 hours at a time without feeling like I'm going to have a damn anxiety attack. I gotta fix shit, while the gettin's still good. Oh, and re-learn to love myself for who I am, even though some guy couldn't.

she get it from her daddy:

http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/deviated-septum/DS00977/DSECTION=symptoms


Bout to get this shit checked out, pronto. I can never breathe out of my right nostril, especially when i get sick and dammit, i've had enough!

going out to buy some brandddd new jeans today :) yeeeeaha!

bigger man, bigger man.

right away, great captain!

i miss this.

if you'll only let me, i swear i'll set you on fire.

love is nothing more than an action
what an ocean, what a world, on the big blue seas
you can change it all if you want to
my good leader what a self loving web you weave

going to bed, fred.

things are not always as they seem, salvador dali.

i like myself.








starting to.

Why would I make that face? oh, why would I?
Why would I test my faith? oh, why would I?
Oh, whoa, I see that rain cloud coming right for me

Why would I say my name? oh why would I?
When I'm so far away? oh why would I?
Oh whoaa I guess I've always been a bit of a fighter

From now on wear my love for you loose
From now on I am just passing through
From now on just my feeling is true
From now on call me Royal Blue
oooh

Why would I stick around? oh why would I?
Why would I get burned out? oh why would I?
Oh, whoa for me I'm always waiting in shadows
Oh, whoa for me I'm always looking for a way out


From now on with the sky as my roof
From now on let the risk lead me, too
From now on somewhere I never knew
From now on call me Royal Blue


From now on fly as high as I want
From now on I'll show my weak spot
From now on in all that I do
From now on call me Royal Blue

From now on wear my love for you loose
From now on I am just passing through
From now on just my feeling is true
From now on call me Royal Blue

royal blue

booyah.

going out for the day.
shopping with my grandmother for household items/
then going to my very first real art show with caitlin/
and later going to see the rite with kristna, my love.


i want to fit you in. i do.
but what will people think?
should i care?


btw, golden boy...this isn't about you although i do miss your beautifuly brown face.

JANUARY 25TH. buy it.

Die Antwoord - Zef Side (Official)

can't stop, won't stop.
okay maybe for sleep/.

this is not a game, boy. don't play me.

this is not a game, boy. don't play me.