valentine's day

what the hell is it. it's a day that revolves around love and flowers and candy hearts and chocolates.  it's when guys do cheesy things for their girlfriends and when everyone runs around holding hands and kissing. unless you are single. then it is literally the one day of the year when everyone feels like shit if they dont have a "special someone" where you dont want to see all the little heart shaped candies and the flowers and hear all the romantic date plans. personally. i am not looking forward to valentine's day this year. i'm not really looking forward to being alone on a day where you are supposed to be loving someone.

perfect strangers when we meet. strangers on the street. lovers while we sleep

this lipstick is mine

~ Always Anna ~

someday i'll find a way back into your arms. someday i'll find a way to get back to you. someday i'll find a way to make you see all the love we shared. someday i'll make you smile again. someday i'll wander back into your life and kiss you until the sun comes up.

let me see the light in your eyes

isnt it amazing how little girls grow up so fast?

I hate the stupid freshman who sit in the back Of classrooms and bitch about how they had such a "hard" weekend and stuff I really just want to slap them and then they proceed to make kissy faces while they take Pictures of themselves so hot. Yum

"so i'm in a museum and there's a punch bowl from 1765 with a picture of 3 men forcing the 4th to drink the punch bowl. colonial hazing."

when you're dreaming with a broken heart. the waking up is the hardest part. roll out of bed and down on your knees. and for a moment you can hardly breathe.

thank you for breaking my heart. thank you for walking all over me when i'm falling apart. thanks for reminding me of the memories we had. thank you for tearing me apart. thank you for watching as i begin to lose my heart.

tell me what you really see every time you look at me because i am beginning to wonder what i ever meant to you. please don't make me that girl... please don't make me the girl that everyone knows that you didn't really love. please don't make me see that you never really loved me. tell me why you said those things. tell me why i gave you everything i've got. tell me why you walked out and told me to wait for you and while i waited you moved on. tell me why you do these things to me because i am beginning to lose to a broken heart. i'm beginning to wonder and i'm falling apart. 

"one date. that's all it took. i want to have him genius babies in me. one date."

flirt |flərt|verb1 [ intrans. ] behave as though attracted to or trying to attractsomeone, but for amusement rather than with seriousintentions : it amused him to flirt with her.• ( flirt with) experiment with or show a superficial interest in (an idea, activity, or movement) without committing oneself to it seriously : a painter who had flirted briefly with Cubism.• ( flirt with) deliberately expose oneself to (danger or difficulty) : the need of some individuals to flirt with death.2 [ trans. ] (of a bird) wave or open and shut (its wings or tail) with a quick flicking motion.• [ intrans. ] move back and forth with a flicking or fluttering motion : the lark was flirting around the site.nouna person who habitually flirts.DERIVATIVESflirtation |-ˈtā sh ən| nounflirtatious |-ˈtā sh əs| adjectiveflirtatiously |-ˈtā sh əslē| adverbflirtatiousness |-ˈtā sh əsnəs| nounflirty ( flirtier , flirtiest ).ORIGIN mid 16th cent.: apparently symbolic, the elements fl-and -irt both suggesting sudden movement; compare with flickand spurt . The original verb senses were [give someone a sharp blow] and [sneer at] ; the earliest noun senses were [joke, gibe]and [flighty girl] (defined by Dr. Johnson as [a pert young hussey] ), with a notion originally of cheeky behavior, later of playfully amorous behavior.

imbecile–noun
a person of the second order in a former classification of mental retardation, above the level of idiocy, having a mental age of seven or eight years and an intelligence quotient of 25 to 50.

this is real. this is who i am. this is beauty. this is grace. this is real. this is me.

i hate cats. but kitties make everything better <3

i love when people think they have the cutest baby in the world and you just want to scream YOUR BABY IS UGLY but you couldn't do that because it would be mean, right? i mean, if someone honestly has a really ugly baby wouldn't it be wrong to lie and say it was cute?

i love cookiesssssss ;)

so you're telling me that you want something real? the problem is that you don't know what "real" is.

it's amazing how something that you are so looking forward to can get ruined so easily. how people you thought you know became people you knew. it's amazing how someone can do something so stupid and not even apologize for ruining everything. its amazing how easy it is to make mistakes and the consequences that follow. its amazing when you see who people truly are, and how they are not the people you thought they were. it's amazing how someone can betray your trust in only a few short moments, how a few seconds can break your heart, how something that happens in such a short amount of time can cause you so much pain. its amazing how easy it is to lose someone you love.

i could be giving you love, but you're not around

i needed this picture last night.

i change shapes just to hide in this place, but i'm still, i'm still an animal

Batman doesn't get picked on and he wears a cape....a cape is just a poncho that goes all the way around....

the late nights the water fights the midnight pizza runs and playing ping pong until 2 A.M. the shopping sprees the victorias secret bikinis the chronic tacos starbucks drive thrus with cute guys at the window who talk to you about how the thingie you put in the top of your coffee so it wont spill is called a splash stick and how there is a mermaid on it the jacuzzi seshes the study parties laughing until you cry or when someone tickles you so hard you wanna die the gates and the dates and our so called "fate" the basketball games and freezing standing at football games screaming as they run the ball down the field the corkys and wing stop nights and blasting music while stuck at stop lights playing lets get it on and livin la vida loca in the parking lot driving super slow the walks and the talks and the times we stayed up on the phone and cried the boy talks and the cakes you get because you got grounded and your friend wants to make you feel better the princess balloons and the pictures that you could never delete the pretend birthdays at cheesecake factory and trying on every single thing in your closet just because the power walks the gym floor discussions the times we laughed until we almost peed our pants the orbit gum the taco bell runs at 11 PM ferris wheel rides and going to see movies like harry potter just because the justin beiber and twilight haters the acrylics and hot cheetos and the pink nail polish called shrimply devine dressing up for the hell of it and being able to call this life mine

thank you for being beautiful

summer time breeze. cloudless blue skies. windows down. hair blowing in the breeze. music blasting. listening to the beat. driving too fast down the Blvd. palm trees. big open seas. living the life. welcome to paradise.

sometimes you've gotta do what you gotta do. sometimes you've gotta say what you've gotta say. but never give up on your morals. never give up on your values. never give up on your voice. because that's when you lose yourself. 

im making cupcakes for my birthday party.....

what you will need:
2 large bags of skittles
80 disposable little champagne glasses
cupcakes
frosting
feathers
picks (like martinin picks)
food coloring
pink sprinkle glitter stuff

take the champagne glasses and fill the bottom with skittles (all of the same color) then take the cupcake and put it on top that that and then the icing- died with the food coloring- and frost the top of the cupcake then sprinkle pink sugar glitter on top with a skewer with a feather hot glued on the end. haha YESSSS

sorry i havent been blogging a lot lately. i was super stressed with finals and now i'm done. thank god. i hate sitting in a room taking 200 question tests that are supposed to measure how much we learned during the semester. the studying. the 3x5 index cards and worn down pencil erasers with little pink shavings all over your desk from erasing so much. worried that you aren't going to get the grade you want. for a whole week. stressing over every little detail. so sorry i wasn't blogging im back <3

16 years young. i am still a baby. always the baby of the group. so i can officially date. i can go do things i could't do yesterday. there is more trust. i can get my license. i am a "big girl but im still a kid

language of william shakespeare

okay, you have no idea..... the insults in some of shakespeare's writing are pretty good. when you thinking about it. and some of them make no sense. so i am going to share a few hehe that way the next time someone insults you you can yell at them in shakespearean ;)

you frothy, earth-vexing, bugbear!

she is a saucy, rump-fed, plume-plucked, moldwarp

he is such a rank, spongy, errant, sheep-biting, measle!

she is just a roguish, surly, forward, cockered, crook-pated, gudgeon

you warped, vain, tottering nut hook.

finals. week.

finals week. i'm killing myself here. sorry i havent been blogging <3 i swear i'm not dead i've just been studying non stop. i think that my brain is like jello now.... but i was talking to evan and he said its easy to put things in jello so i decided its more like a rock. its just frozen. it cant absorb anything else and it could crack at any second. wow i can't wait for this to be over. and for the weekend. on friday im going to be 16.

i could have lost one of my best friends today. and i could have been in the car she was in that flipped. and i am glad that she is okay. because i don't know what i would do without her. but it made me realize that things don't always go as planned and that stuff happens that's not supposed to. and i am lucky that she is alive and that everyone was okay. just the wrong place at the wrong time, i dont know what made me lucky- maybe it was fate.

10 Shots 10 Cups

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hahahaha skill.... this guy has had a little too much practice :p

it is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation

kiss me.

cute babiesssss

What’s the reason I’m standing here waiting?

I know that you’re not happy with me, dad,

I’m not going to spend my time debating.

You say you don’t hold grudges, but you are still mad,

I am sorry that I made a mistake.

Stop yelling at me! I can’t take your pain,

It’s like dropping a glass and watching it break. 

All the strength I have is beginning to wane,

Sometimes you make me want to go and forget. 

I don’t move a muscle, I keep on sitting,

Holding a cigarette waiting to be lit.

Wondering, dreaming, even reminiscing, 

And I’m still sitting here looking at this door-

I’ve got no where to go, nothing to live for. 

27 things i miss about you.

1. i miss the good morning text messages and good night phone calls
2. i miss when we would have random conversations and talk about things like how i wanted juice or chinchillas or random stuff like that.
3. i miss the random songs we found that applied to us
4. i miss the way you would look at me, eyes unfocused, noses touching after we kissed
5. i miss the way you would only say i love you if you really really meant it
6. i miss how your eyes could never lie to me
7. i miss how you would pick flowers for me and tuck them behind my ear because i thought they were pretty
8. i miss how you would hold my hand in yours and wouldn't let go
9. i miss the way you'd kiss my hair and forehead just because
10. i miss our late night pizza calls
11. i miss the hammock we would sit in on the side of your house, looking up at the stars
12. i miss that disgusting green colored blanket and your bean bag i always managed to fall asleep on
13. i miss avatar
14. i miss the idea of growing old with you- because now i know it'll never happen
15. i miss wearing that necklace around my neck and that poncho. because they belonged to you
16. i miss playing frisbee at the park
17. i miss our long walks and starbucks runs
18. i miss when you would carry me all the way home and give me piggy back rides when i forgot my shoes and the ground burned my feet
19. i miss how even though you didnt like it because PDA is "gross" you'd still kiss me in public
20. i miss walking wherever whenever just because we could. turn right, turn left, it doesn't matter
21. i miss the ugly baby pictures we found that made us laugh at dinner
22. i miss your dad dedicating jazz songs to me in the car with you and your mom and having you roll your eyes
23. i miss your freckles
24. i miss walking into the room to find you hanging from the ceiling on a bar or those  rings
25. i miss the gate lady i saw at least twice a week who gave me the slip to get to your house
26. i miss when you were actually nice.
27. i miss when i was yours.

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