the silence after the storm... then again the lightning strikes
February 2011
33 posts
...you're ugly too
i feel as though i am a child
i thrive upon the innocence and simple delight of children.
everything is so much more to them. a joke is funnier, playing is more wonderful, everything is more beautiful
i feel as though i am a child. i care more. i feel more. i try more.
people watch me wondering what goes on inside my mind, how i can delight myself without saying more than a few words.
i hope and think and act as a child. i feel as though i am a child because i am a child. watch me play, laugh, learn more joyfully
i don't want to make love i want to make love last
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watched an entire season of grey’s anatomy this weekend.
feeling accomplished
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“what what what are you doing?”
—sassy gay friend
IT'S THE WAY YOU LOVE ME
IT'S A FEELING LIKE THIS
IT'S CENTRIFICAL MOTION
IT'S PERPETUAL BLISS
THIS KISS THIS KISS
are you going to d4l?
no. i am not in the mood for sweaty freshman and loud music
“I tried Gogurt yesterday. IT WAS AWESOME!”
—owen block
Zebrog
I was in my lower school class today, and one boy, Sam was on his hands and knees barking like a dog.
I said, “Sam, it is not the time to act like a dog.”
He said, “I’m not being a dog. I am being a zebra.”
“You lie like a penny in the parking lot of the grocery store.”
—The Band Perry
i told my mom i got a tumblr, and i explained that it was online.
she said, “where?”
I said, “tumblr”
she said, “but where?’
I told her tumblr.com and she said, “Oh, I thought that was just something you made up to describe it. Like it was tumblry.”
Sass is not learned. It is an inherited trait.
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