whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.
& i know you understand,
but do you understand?
understanding is key,
so i hope you’ll understand…
I can honestly say that I’ve never been so exhausted before.
And yet the first thing I do is go on Tumblr.
The first thing I did was run into my dad’s room and tell him every thing that happened.
He just laughed.
pretty much sums up everything from the past two days.
sometimes time doesn’t heal
no, not at all
it just stands still
while we fall
Everyone’s conversations were combined into a muffled clamor. If one stopped talking, no one would notice. If another started, it wouldn’t be audible.
I made eye-contact with this one & that one, but once our eyes wandered, we lost all recollection of each other.
the perfect word to describe me & the perfect explanation for my actions
in want of some good reads
last night in MA until next Fall
a realization of the things I’ll miss…
(& a reminder that not all guys are d-bags)
the more memories you have with someone, the longer it feels that you’ve known each other
more incentive to procrastinate
Is it just me or do holidays & birthdays lose its luster as more time passes? …actually, more in the case for holidays than for birthdays (I just end up crying on my birthdays, not cause I’m another year older but… for reasons I don’t feel like exposing on tumblr haha).
I can’t figure out if my lack of enthusiasm for the holidays is due to my boredom/apathy, lack of anticipation, the lack of snow or if it’s simply because time & age make things dull.
to me, you’re strange & you’re beautiful
you’d be so perfect with me