17 reasons why i miss summer

1. i miss the ice cream fights at the park and running around in the grass after with ruined jean shorts and white t-shirts on, talking about how my vans are stained from the snow cone i got thrown at me after i shoved ice cream in her face
2. i miss the lazy days of staying up late and waking up at noon
3. i miss the blue skies, the birds, the flowers all blooming
4. i miss not having any drama because it was summer
5. i miss when he'd tuck a flower behind my ear because i thought it was pretty
6. i miss the bare feet on the hot pavement and running to get to where you are going because the ground is so hot and you dont have shoes
7. i miss being able to swim whenever i want.
8. i miss the sleepovers and making pancakes the morning after as we recap our night
9. i miss the summer love when everything is good and all you can do is smile
10. i miss not being stressed about school and grades
11. i miss everyone being oblivious about what is going on.
12. i miss when i could do what i want when i want
13. i miss the loud music and the pajamas tuesday morning just because
14. i miss the lemonade and the frappachinos from starbucks
15. i miss walking to circle k past the old homeless guy to go get energy drinks and snacks and making ourselves look pretty to go out after being at the beach
16. i miss the aviators with the convertible down
17. i miss my babiessssss

wordddd of deeeee dayyyyyy

oculoplania

letting one's eyes wander while assessing someone's charm

Saturday

what's it like to feel so free? flying with unbroken wings in open sapphire skies. what's it like to smile and mean it. don't judge, i'm tied together by a smile but there's a broken girl on the inside. wondering what it feels like to be free from the burdens daily life places in her hands

knock on the sky and listen to the sound.

...just two lost souls swimmin in a fish bowl...

stop messing up kid. you better not choke. now's not the time games. no more 'just for kicks' no more jokes and just to say you did it. stop giving in. don't let yourself fall. you're slipping, you stopping gripping onto the only thing holding you up. what are you going to do kid. what are you going to do if you fall.

‎ If you attempted to count to stars in a galaxy at a rate of one every second it would take around 3,000 years to count them all.

‎When your popular your constantly hated, especially when you got the potential to ge the greatest!

hell |hel|nouna place regarded in various religions as a spiritual realm of evil and suffering, often traditionally depicted as a place of perpetual fire beneath the earth where the wicked are punished after death.• a state or place of great suffering; an unbearable experience: I've been through hell | he made her life hell.exclamationused to express annoyance or surprise or for emphasis : oh, hell—where will this all end? | hell, no, we were all married.• ( the hell) informal expressing anger, contempt, or disbelief :who the hell are you? | the hell you are!PHRASESall hell broke loose informal suddenly there was pandemonium.( as) —— as hell informal used for emphasis : he's as guilty as hell.be hell on informal be very unpleasant or harmful to : a sensitive liberal mentality can be hell on a marriage.catch (or get) hell informal be severely reprimanded : Paul kept his mouth shut and looked apologetic—we got hell.come hell or high water whatever difficulties may occur.for the hell of it informal just for fun : she walked on window ledges for the hell of it.—— from hell informal an extremely unpleasant or troublesome instance or example of something : I've got a hangover from hell.get the hell out ( of) informal escape quickly from (a place or situation) : let's all get the hell out of here.give someone hell informal severely reprimand or make things very unpleasant for someone.go to hell informal used to express angry rejection of someone or something.go to (or through) hell and back endure an extremely unpleasant or difficult experience.go to hell in a handbasket informal undergo a rapid process of deterioration.hell for leather as fast as possible.hell's bells informal an exclamation of annoyance or anger.hell hath no fury like a woman scorned proverb a woman who has been rejected by a man can be ferociously angry and vindictive.a (or one) hell of a —— informal used to emphasize something very bad or great : it cost us a hell of a lot of money.hell's half acre a great distance.hell on wheels a disastrous situation.like hell informal 1 very fast, much, hard, etc. (used for emphasis): it hurts like hell. 2 used in ironic expressions of scorn or disagreement : like hell, he thought.not a hope in hell informal no chance at all.play hell informal make a fuss; create havoc. • cause damage : the rough road played hell with the tires.the road to hell is paved with good intentions proverbpromises and plans must be put into action, or else they are useless.there will be hell to pay informal serious trouble will occur as a result of a previous action.to hell used for emphasis : damn it to hell.to hell with informal expressing one's scorn or lack of concern for (someone or something) : to hell with the consequences.until (or till) hell freezes over for an extremely long time or forever.what the hell informal it doesn't matter.DERIVATIVEShellward |-wərd| adverb & adjectiveORIGIN Old English hel, hell, of Germanic origin; related toDutch hel and German Hölle, from an Indo-European root meaning ‘to cover or hide.’

you drew a line, i rubbed it out

eliminating fear and doubt

you took a step, i took one too

boy i'm so in love with you

tell me you need me, i told you i'm sorry

i know actions speak louder than words

but i'm gonna clean up this mess

before you're through

i like the way you're walking if you're walking my way

The worst mistakes make the best memories. Write that down.

the answer was written when the sun went down

readdddd moree

I AM THINKING IT’S A SIGN THAT THE FRECKLES IN OUR EYES ARE MIRROR IMAGES AND WHEN WE KISS THEY’RE PERFECTLY ALIGNED.

love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't  and believe that everything happens for a reason. if you get a chance, take it. if it changes your life, let it. nobody said it would be easy they just promised it would be worth it.

fake tan, fake eyes, fake hair, fake nails…bitch, are you sure you’re not made from China??

the benefits of being a wallflower

i love those days. when you drive around with the windows rolled down. blasting music. my hair lashing against my face from the wind. the sun out. no clouds. just an endless blue sky. it helps me forget. everything. and smile. and laugh. and be young

 Say my name, wear it out ♥

NEWS FLASH: another girl can’t “steal” your guy, the guy decides he likes her more. reality hurts.

i know that you like her, because i know that look on your face when you look at her. you don't know what i'm talking about because you can't see your face you used to give me that look all the time.

Keep your mouth shut and mind open. Eyes wide and heart frozen.

Outside looking in, so tell me what you see

this aint about money, it's bigger than me.

hahha oh my god...

" he's drinking red wine in a margarita glass. he couldn't be more perfect for me"

Dear Friend:

I miss you more than I can bear. It feels like I have heartburn from eating too much spice…all the time…but I know it’s just heart ache from missing you. You may be miles away and the possibility of being together, parallel universes and light years apart…but I can’t stop thinking about you, about the times we spent together. Our time together was brief but perhaps it’s better that way; I remember every detail about the moments we spent together…remember verbatim the jokes you told me, the stories, everything. And I can’t help replaying these memories…on the train, in class, while I’m supposed to be studying. I can’t listen to Pandora anymore because every song is about love and every song reminds me of you.

We live in worlds apart and that’s the problem with summer…trips and internships bring you into different worlds that just seem to be detours on the way to real life. But I must admit, I’d leave everything behind to be with you if you cared more…and perhaps if in this day and age, it wouldn’t be ridiculous and foolhardy. To be honest, I don’t know why I’m still so stuck in summer. Thinking about you has been so much wasted time…so distracting for my studies when it’s most important. And besides, it’s been months since we had a real conversation. I should be mad at you but I can’t help but think how well we click, how perfect I think you are for me. It’s funny though because I never believed in Romeo and Juliet, in love at first glance, or in soul mates. Now my heart aches because we would have been amazing together. But really, I should be so mad at you. Mad for telling me you liked me…it would have never occurred to me to be something other than friends if you hadn’t. Mad for telling me when there was nothing either of us could really do about it. Mad for leading me on…when were you going to tell me that you got back with your ex-girlfriend? Mad for telling me you liked me…when it seems like you want to marry your girlfriend. Mad because you are getting in the way of me leading my life…you are so much wasted time.

We are just friends now…and I hate that we are still friends, that you still talk to me, though always briefly. I think it keeps me hoping that someday we might be together…but even if that impossibility occurs, a relationship with you will be fraught with its own thorns (hello ex-girlfriends!...why do you have so goddam many?). But I hate the idea of losing you as a friend even more because let's face it, you are good one. So I am still friends with you, hoping and praying everyday that I think of you a little less every day. I know it will happen. I know one day, I will look at you as just a friend, really, sincerely, genuinely. But right now, I miss you and want you, and I can’t help thinking to myself…goddamit, we could be so sublimely happy together.

I miss you, I miss you. I miss you. And I am still stuck in summer.

XX

my father always said, "early to bed, early to rise 

makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise"

it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our house

and we were up at dawn to the smell of

coffee, frying bacon, and scrambled eggs

my father followed this general routine

for a lifetime and died young, broke,

and, i think, not too wise

taking not, i rejected his advice and it 

became, for me, late to bed late to rise

now i'm not saying that i've conquered the world, but i've avoided

numberless early traffic jams, bypassed some common pitfalls

and have met some strange, wonderful people

one of whom

was myself

someone my father

never knew.

- Charles Bukowski-

SOMETIMES SOMEONE SAYS SOMETHING REALLY SMALL AND IT JUST FITS RIGHT INTO THIS EMPTY PLACE IN YOUR HEART 

Shame should no longer be a word in your vocabulary.

thank you for being my everything. thank you for being my only one. thank you for the days where you put flowers in my hair and gave me piggy back rides. thank you for the look in your eyes and the pizza runs. thank you for being you.

So show me what its like to dream in black and white

"ok... i'll go, i'll go, i'll go..."

good. weekend. busy. i'll blog laterrrr

Back From the Dead

No more being sick!! The head ache is gone, and my stomach has settled. No more feeling like shit. Just in time for the weekend!

i am suffocating because i can't tell you how i feel. i cant tell you how lost i am. i can't tell you how much you are hurting me. i can't tell you how much i want to be with you but that you are killing me. i am losing myself to my own insanity. and i can see that that is killing you. and i can't stand to hurt you

i'm coming home. i'm coming home. tell the world i'm coming home. let the rain wash away. all the pain of yesterday. i know my kingdom awaits. they've forgiven my mistakes. i'm coming home. i'm coming home. tell the world i'm coming home.

hello |həˈlō; heˈlō; ˈhelō| (also hallo or chiefly Brit. hullo)exclamationused as a greeting : hello there, Katie!• used to begin a telephone conversation : Hello? Connor speaking.• Brit. used to express surprise : hello, what's all this then?• used as a cry to attract someone's attention : “Hello below!” he cried.• |həˈlō; heˈlō| [often pronounced with a rising–falling intonation pattern and a prolonged final vowel] expressing sarcasm or anger : hello! did you even get what the play was about?noun ( pl. -los)an utterance of “hello”; a greeting : she was getting polite nods and hellos from people.verb ( -loes, -loed) [ intrans. ]say or shout “hello”; greet someone.ORIGIN late 19th cent.: variant of earlier hollo; related to holla.USAGE The pronunciation given above for the sense 'expressing sarcasm or anger' shows an unusual instance in English of intonation conveying meaning. Another example would be the lengthening of the 'oō' vowel in the expression “excuse me” to indicate sarcasm.

sing like nobody's listening, love like you've never been hurt, dance like no one's watching...

excerpt

She picked up the shells that were buried beneath the vines of sea weed, still baring the heavy clumps of leaves that had grown from the stems. The cool, grainy sand rubbed on her skin and stuck to her damp feet. She had always found it interesting that sand never stuck to her nails, covered in an iridescent pink film from when she had painted them several nights before. The ocean’s breeze made her flaxen hair dance as it whipped around her neck and cheeks, sticking to her eye lashes and lips. She leaned down, discovering a blue pebble on the beach. Picking it up, she held it to the sky. The glass had been broken long ago, sucked into the tumbling waves until all that was left was a small orb of azure blue. She looked thoughtfully at the tiny treasure that she had found buried in the sand.

There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who wont anymore, and who always will. So don't worry about the people in your past. There's a reason they didn't make it to your future.

We've been told were imperfect and non right for so long, but were all so beautifuly and individualy made, noone can be imperfect in His eyes

sometimes i just want to be a butterfly. so i can fly away. so i can get out of this place and go somewhere. so i can see what there is to see. so i can breathe and fly among the trees and explore. dream. 

being shady's like a disease, its contagious

I love you when you're human <3