April152012
Cause I know I haven’t. I logged back into tumblr hoping to find something. I don’t know exactly what I was lookin for but I figured I would be able to find something here.
I remember when tumblr was a place we poured out our hearts and souls. Not necessarily for attention, but to vent, to let it all out, to be able to help. To help something be known, to help someone understand, to help ourselves. I dont have much to say but I wish I did. Looking back on old posts are always humbling to see growth in ourselves.
I wish people still wrote; I wish I still wrote.
March62012
Of people who were always the first to call the minute the clock struck midnight on my birthday. Half of them didn’t even say happy birthday this year. See itd be different if we had some sort of beef. Then I really wouldn’t have expected a birthday call or text. Wah. I guess I’m just really depressed. My birthday sucked more ass this year than it did last year. Blahh. I guess people do really stop celebrating birthdays when you’re older.
February282012
When someone posts happy birthday on your fb page & you check the calendar to see if you forgot about your birthday. Ughhhh.
February92012
I just effin realized that not only is my car payment due on the 7th of each month, so are my disneyland pass monthlies& my insurance bills. FML. Talk about empty bank account -______-
February52012
Fuck that. Idk who wrote those wedding vows but shit’s not true. I’m not even fucking married.
January172012
drift apart because we grew apart or because i stopped drinking? i wanted to think that it was cause we all grew apart but looking at the rest of the pictures before i delete them all, we all looked so happy. or was it because we were drunk all the time? then again, when the liquor stopped flowing, the people stopped coming over. sad truths.
January152012
english assignment was to describe a life event & trigger an emotion.
Gary’s birthday party was approaching in exactly a week; I needed to be there. We’d been planning our twenty first birthdays since we were fourteen, there was no way I wouldn’t be there. I woke up an hour early before work that morning and luckily my pay check was directly deposited the night before. “Finally,” I thought, “I get to go home.” My life became boring and repetitive while I was living in Texas, I didn’t want to be there anymore; I couldn’t be there anymore but I had so much going for me there.I was constantly torn between my old life in California and the new life I’d created in Texas. I’d originally moved there temporarily for school and somehow stayed longer than expected. Although I had a steady, well paying job, the perfect family supporting me, and an amazing boyfriend, I still felt like something was missing. I kept clicking on the “confirm” button on Priceline.com’s website, trying desperately to book my flight to go back to California for my best friend’s birthday weekend. Nothing was going through. Six forty eight, my clock read and I needed to clock in at work at seven. After so many times trying to book my flight, the screen finally read “declined.” Confused, I checked my bank account and Priceline had charged me for three flights, and didn’t book any flights for me at all. I needed to be home that weekend; I had to. I was so angry that I started crying. My head was spinning with so many thoughts. “Why do I desperately need to book this flight? Why am I getting so angry about not being able to book it at this very moment?” I took a deep breath, sighed and knew the answer. “I’m moving back to California.”
January132012
All the old letters, took down all the old pictures. Starting new & without the burdens of my high school life. Goodbye letters from ex boyfriends, goodbye pictures of bitches who turned their backs on me!
January92012
Moving on to a healthier lifestyle.
Time to balance school and work& realize that school is more important than work.. 4.0 baby!
Deleted the Facebook app on my phone. Limiting myself to only use the social media suicide page when I actually have time to sit on my ass on a computer.
8 glasses of water a day, limit my carnivorous meals, and eat an apple every day! Time to shed the happy-fat & move on to bigger & better life adventures, not clothes!
Sleep, sleep, sleep! I don’t get migraines cause I’m sick, I get em cause I’m sleep deprieved!
Less beef, less chance of a uti!
More exercise = release of endorphins!
2012, let’s do this!
2PM
Life’s a gift love, open it up.
January42012
Isnt it weird that just because we’re blood related to someone it’s like wrong for us to hate them? There are just some personalities I cannot stand but can’t do anything about cause they’re “family.” seriously. If certain people weren’t “family” I’d hate there damn guts just like I hate everyone else on this damn planet. Aint that the truth.
