Dear Parents: Jasmine was in a relationship with a dirty homeless boy named Aladdin. Snow White lived alone with 7 men. Pinnochio was a liar. Robin Hood was a thief. Tarzan walked around without clothes on. A stranger kissed sleeping beauty and she married him. Cinderella lied and snuck out at night to attend a party. You can't blame us. We were taught to rebel since a young age.
January 2011
Could you like, not try and get at every guy that catches my eye? Thanks.
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Honestly...
my biggest fear is being alone…
Why?
I see how happy you are with with. He lives millions of miles away and you act as if you see each other everyday. You guys are amazing together. You love each other for who the other person is and accepts what they aren’t. You are perfect for each other.
But why do I feel like I’ll never have a relationship like that? Why do I feel like the perfect person that’s supposed to be out there in this big world isn’t out there? Why do I feel like this now? Am I that afraid of being alone? Am I that afraid of not finding “the one”? Or am I just jealous? No, I can’t be jealous. Why would I be jealous? Being jealous over something like that would be stupid.
I always tell myself that I don’t need a boyfriend to make me happy. I don’t need one to keep me grounded. I don’t need one to call everyday. I don’t need one to cry over every night. To depend on. To be there for me. To love me…
A boyfriend can’t possibly be all that amazing. Right?
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Party Like it's 1999
If you played with Barbies,
Polly Pockets,
Beanie Babies,
Tamagotchi,
Slip N’ Slide,
And
SatanFurbies,
Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls
On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,
Collected and traded Pokemon cards,
Wrote with Gel Pens,
Wore butterfly clips,
And Snap Bracelets,
And remember watching these guys:
You are a 90s kid.
OMG. <3
Does anybody really care about who's playing in the SuperBowl?
Cause I know I for sure DGAF.
The weekend after mid-terms. Having no homework. No stress. Then Monday comes... and so does the stress, again.
I fucking love tumblr.
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Hedley
Friends by Hedley :)
I like your ... page layout thing ;) Lol
haha thanks(: I like it too, lol
And there goes my A,B Honor Roll.... D':
When I was younger we had the best shows. I mean the Rugrats, Hey Arnold, Rocket Power, Dexter's Laboratory, Ed Edd and Eddy, the Powerpuff Girls, the Amanda Show, Keenan and Kel, All that. We had Ferbies, Polly Pocket, Power Rangers, Game Boy. We listened to Britney Spears, Justin Timberlake, Aaron Carter, NSYNC, the Backstreet Boys. Well lets just say we were the best generation. Reblog if you're a 1990's kid.
The moment when you hear a song and every single word perfectly describes your situation.
I'll be in a car and see some grafitti,
And I’ll think “How the fuck do they get up that high?”
AND HOW DIDN’T ANYBODY SEE THEM DO IT ??
this
Dear Stress,
Please go away. You make my emotions run wild and I don’t like crying over you for no apparent reason. I’d like to save my tears for when I really need them. It’d help if you just left. Thanks.
Stress, please go away. You're really not welcome here right now. You're making my emotions run wind and I
Almost done!
So ready to be done with all this stress of midterms. Hurry and be Saturday!
You've returned... unfortunately....
you return unchanged. The same. No different. Your heart hasn’t changed. Your words haven’t changed. Your actions haven’t changed. And most of all, your mind hasn’t changed. You’re still stuck in your own fantasy; where everybody loves you, adores you, and waits on you hand and foot. Well honey, I’m sorry to say it, but whatever “love” anybody shows you, is fake. Whatever way people seem to “adore” you, it isn’t real. And whatever people do for you, is just because they feel sorry for you. And quite frankly, I feel sorry for you too. I’m sorry that you don’t have any real friends. And with the way you treat your so called “friends” now, you’ll never have any. It’s time for me to be that friend that walks away from you because it’s for my own good. The good me. Not you. I have true friends. And i’m glad to say, that you’re not one of them.
You've returned... unfortunately....
you return unchanged. The same. No different. Your heart hasn’t changed. Your words haven’t changed. Your actions haven’t changed. And most of all, your mind hasn’t changed. You’re still stuck in your own fantacy; where everybody loves you, adores you, and waits on you hand and foot. Well honey, I’m sorry to say it, but whatever “love” anybody shows you, is fake. Whatever way people seem to “adore” you, isn’t real. And whatever people do for you, is just because they feel sorry for you. And quite frankly, I feel sorry for you too. I’m sorry that you don’t have any real friends. And with the way you treat your so called “friends” now, you’ll never have any. It’s time for me to be that friend that walks away from you because it’s for my own good. The good me. Not you. I have true friends. And i’m glad to say, that you’re not one of them.
how kids dance today...
How I danced when I was their age:
How I dance now:
I dance like Kermit….
Reblog if you have midterms this week, & you should be studying but instead you're on Tumblr.
In Just 3 Years.
You listen to every single thing I say. The serious, the drama, the heartbreak, the stupid, the funny, and the sad. You’ve been with me through the tears, the smiles, the laughs, the screams, and the pain. I don’t know anyone who has as much patience for me like you do.My parents don’t even have this much patience for me.You know when something is wrong just by the look on my face.I could have to biggest smile, and look so happy to everybody else.But you know when the smile is fake, and when something isn’t right.I never have to tell you. You just know.You know when I put up a wall so nobody can see how I’m really feeling. Very few people have ever broke through that wall. You’re one of the few.
Uhh, so yeah
So I finally made a Tumblr because Sarah wanted me too :P I love you Sarah Buco!(: And Cynthia Meza says it’s about time I got myself onto a social network lol so here you go guys! I’m still not so sure how this Tumblr thing works. It’s actually kinda confusing. But! I’m willing to try anything, and I will get the hang of it!! Uh, so I think I’m gonna go back and see how much more of this I can figure out :P K bye(:
Uhh, so yeah
So I finally made a Tumblr because Sarah wanted me too :P I love you Sarah Buco!(: And Cynthia Meza says it’s about time I got myself onto a social network lol so here you go guys! I’m still not so sure how this Tumblr thing works. It’s actually kinda confusing. But! I’m willing to try anything, and I will get the hang of it!! Uh, so I think I’m gonna go back and see how much more of this I can figure out :P K bye(:
