July 2010
I’m like Rev Run, always texting in the bath. I’m frustrated and have been neglecting tumblr. I’ll be on tmrow. God is love, Stephanie.
June 2010
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Day 10: A letter to someone you don’t talk to as...
Dear I’drathernotsaytheirname, Since the moment I saw you, I genuinely wanted to be your friend. You were friendly and quirky, I liked talking to you. Your boyfriend became one of my best friends for a while and you totally lost it. Even though we were barely friends I wouldn’t have tried to take him away from you. There was no need for all the shit talking you did and lies you...
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I was cleaning out my e-mail inbox, and it made me wish people wrote e-mails more often. Andrea didn’t have a phone for about a week and I honestly think I learned more about her those days, than I have through out our whole friendship texting.
“So I’m drinking, breathing, writing, singing
Everyday I’m on the...”
– Bright Eyes, I’m wide awake, it’s morning
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“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the...”
– John Burrough (via dius)
Modest Mouse - The World At Large. my thoughts...
“Maybe all men are a drug. Sometimes they bring you down and sometimes, like now,...”
– sex and the city (via dirtylittlestylewhore)
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A letter to your...
Dear Fernando, I remember the first day I saw you, really saw you. First day of Spring Break, first night in the city. You came out of nowhere and had your arms crossed the whole time. Then I got my finger stuck in the bowling ball, and through your giggles, you uncrossed your arms and helped me out. You offered to buy me soda and chili fries, I accepted. We talked the whole night and rode...
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A letter to a stranger
Dear Stranger, You’re beautiful. You should smile more. Get dressed up, get pumped. This is your life, attitude is key. Be nice, be honest, be true. Take pictures, say corny jokes, kiss on the first date, and wear sunblock. Make something out of yourself, prove everyone wrong, keep your head high. Fall in love, travel the world, do something for others, play with kids, go skydiving, go...
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A letter to your dreams
Dear dreams, Our relationship is pretty love/hate. Reach for the stars as much as you want but you have to keep at least one foot on the ground darling, not on a chair. I’ll do what I can to make you a reality, but work with me. Let’s keep it short and simple, let’s not think we can fly. We’ll fly that plane together, climb that mountain, have those kids, get that job,...
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I’ve been busy and out all day. I’m home now, pretending to sleep until I sneak out. The thing is, I kind of, sort of, might, maybe, want to stay in. It’s weird how when summer came my conscious decided it wanted to get my act together. I was excited for hookah, and fun teenage summer activities, but my bed is so nice right now. I changed my sheets this morning and they smell of...
cute boy, cute boy, cute boy, I hope you’re worth it.
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Day 4: A letter to your sibling
Dear Brothaa, Our twelve years age difference has definitely had an effect on our relationship. My memories of you living at home consist of your friends commenting on my ass, you with pounds of fish you had caught, your little dances and weird beats you’d make me ‘rave’ to, the scent of your room, the girls you’d sneak in, and the disrespect you had towards mom,...
I miss posting actual thoughts and reading everyone else’s rants and insecurities. Tumblr has become a place for reblogged pictures of pretty hair, cute outfits, legs, and random gifs. While I absolutely adore most of the pictures and laugh at the gifs, I miss writing. I used to sit and think about my day and what to write and now my written thoughts on tumblr are like fucking tweets....
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A letter to your parents
I want to divide these; Dear Daddy-O, I don’t even know where to start. I cry just thinking about how I’ll never tell you any of this. You’re right pops, you always have been. I find your lectures so annoying, your voice so monotonous, and quite frankly boring. I lack the patience needed to deal with you from day to day and I have no idea how mom has put up with it for 27...
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A letter to your crush
Dear non-existent crush, It’s okay if you’re not that good looking, I’ll accept you. I’m not looking much for looks anymore. I want someone with ambition, with passion. Someone who won’t drive to another girls house in the middle of the night. Play with my hair, laugh at my silly faces, force me to play you songs on piano, hold my hand while you drive, and...
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Day 1: A letter to your best friend
Dear Natalie Nicole Hernandez, You already know gurrl. I feel like I’m dating you. If you don’t text me good morning I get antsy. I think we take for granted the type of friendship we have. We’ve known each other for as long as we can remember. Barbies, bras, sleepovers, periods, boys, bangs, and you know what we’re up to now-a-days. I like you. You’re the...
my face is hot and red, my lips are salty and chapped. the beach always reminds me of you. every time i see couples in the water, i remember. i want that again, but not with you. lalalala, you’re cute and great, but there’s a lot of that in the seeea >:}
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Going to club bed with dj pilllow. Lmao i’m so tireddd and full of corny jokes.
I wish I may, I wish I might, see you somewhere out tonight
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“I still haven’t accepted that this is my life. And I just wish that I...”
my life right now. i’m learning it on piano...
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“I want to die! I want to die! I want to be dead! Is that too much to ask for?!...”
1. It’s your birthday and I haven’t even called you. I don’t plan on it either. I know we’re on a break to discover who we are and blah blah, but I don’t think I want you back. I’m scared, I don’t know why I said that. I think I mean it though. I really do. God, I love you so much. You’re the only person I’d give absolutely anything to be with....
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as much as I want this summer to be amazing, deep down I know last summer was it. Last summer was my summer of ‘69, it can’t be beat. I did absolutely everything you could ask for out of summer, I don’t know what to do now. I’ll try to make the best of it but circumstances aren’t the same. I really hope I’m not on the internet half the time, I won’t let...
First Year Teacher to His Students →
she-thinks:
by Gary J. Whitehead
Go now into summer, into the backs of cars, into the black maws of your own changing, onto the boardwalks of a thousand splinters, onto the beaches of a hundred fond memories in wait, where the sea in all its indefatigability stammers at the invitation. Go to your vacation, to the late morning cool of your basement rooms, the honeysuckle evening of the first...
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fuckyeahmashups:
Mochi Beats - Cooler than...
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be the soundless night i desperately need and i will be your blanket. i won’t sing you to sleep, but i can still be your lullaby. i can be the songs without uttering a tune, sweet serenade, sweet eternity. i can’t promise forever but i can promise right now, that’s all that matters anyway.
