I regret telling someone to “go have fun.” I regret telling someone to “Go to sleep.” Because, the truth is. I want to talk to you. I always want to talk to you. Every time a conversation stops, I just sit there hoping that there’d be more. I guess not.
I know I’m young, but I know love.
I’ve been sitting around doing nothing this whole week. It seems like everyone has something going on. And I should honestly have something planned, but I don’t. I should be reading Frankenstein, but I’ve never felt so… Unwanted. The reason I feel unwanted is because everyone just seems so busy this week. Gah. Oh well, time to deal with it because it’ll happen...
1. Your happiness. 2. Finish Reading. 3. Practice everything. 4. Study for SATs. 5. Everybody’s happiness. 6. A twig. 7. Birthday presents.. Bleah. Money. 8. A rock. 9. Everything else. 10. My happiness.
 I am shorter than 5’4. [x] I think I’m ugly sometimes. [x] I have many scars. [x] I tan easily.  I wish my hair was a different color.  I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.  I have a tattoo [x] I am self-conscious about my appearance.  I wear glasses  I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.  I’ve been told I’m...
When you’re popular, you’re constantly hated. Especially when you...– Corinn Domantay
I write this before I have to go to San Jose today. I wish I had the ability to crush someone. Destroy them from the inside-out. Reduce their size to nothing. Make them actually realize… Oh God… I’m insiginificant. I wish I can make someone cry. Make them regret knowing me. Make their anger build up towards me. Make them realize… I’m just not worth it.. But...
Why? Just fucking do it.
Sorry for leaving.. Such long, boring, texts. Ignore it.
I never posted my day in a long time, but today is something I should jot down for record’s sake. I woke up today, feeling kinda.. terrible. I can already tell I regret something big. I’ve been looking forward for this ever since Spring Break, and I just threw it all away. I feel like, either choice I make in going or not going I’ll end up regretting it. I honestly feel like...
Life is 100% Fatal
It isn’t healthy.. But I’ve been thinking about death a lot lately. Not just death in general, but my death in particular. I’ve been reading my summer reading books and I’m making a lot of progress I’m proud of. Though, my reading has come to a halt. My thoughts have been screaming at me lately, I can’t even focus on what I’m reading. I hate just laying...
karenand: “What does being happy have to do with anything? Why is being happy the most preferred emotion? Just going on living life, no one is ever happy. Everyone always wants something better in their life. Always.” Well written, Kristian Pham. Karen, you and I are quite similar.
Ever since I met you, I have no idea what I want in my life anymore. Don’t take this negatively because I admire how you just want to live life. I’m jealous of it.
I want to run away and join a circus. Forgetting about everyone that loves me, forgetting about everyone I love, forgetting about everything that troubled me. I get to be a part of a family I want to be with, rather than forced to be with. I get to have friends who can teach me anything. And when things get rough, I can always run away again. I get to live life as a street performer, doing...
lovealwayskaren: Perfect Two - Auburn
3 Months. 13 Weeks. 91 Days. 2184 Hours. 131,040 Minutes. Today was an awesome day. It’s the 10th of July and it’s just another measurement of time I had known you. You’ve done so much for me and you always manage to put a smile to my face. Normally, I’d have to staple on a smile, but when I’m with you, it’s just natural. Sometimes I feel like I don’t...
Swimming. As much as I hate hearing “5 x 100’s!” being screamed at my face, and forced off the walls when I’m taking an extra break, I actually enjoy swimming. I like a lot of the people on the team and they’re amazing people. Swimming shows everyone’s strengths. I just happen to be a little froggy doing breast stroke, and I have to admit, I think I’m...
It’s not cute to be a selfish gossiping bitch.– Andie.
Lie to me.
Say I’m doing everything right. And I’ll lie back. Tell me that I’m an awesome friend. I’ll tell you the same and that I’m truly grateful I have someone like you. Lie to me. I don’t take lies to seriously. Just kidding, I do. Though, I’m guilty as charged. I lie way more than I should and it ends up just getting rid of everything I’m proud of. I...
I can never say that I was never wanted just because of you. Infatuation does some pretty nasty stuff to some people. People look at Romeo and Juliet and say something cliche like “that’s just like us. We’re not supposed to be together, but we love eachother so fricken much.” How about looking at it another way. For a second, Romeo just wouldn’t listen. He...
karenand: I like when you write about your life, thoughts, and everything else. Sometimes it even sounds like poetry. I admire you and your writing style. :D Just because compliments make my day.
Ignorance is bliss.
Oh how I wish I was stupid. I already know what to do. And I wish I could just do it with ease. I wish I had no idea what was going on. I wish I didn’t know what to do. I’m immature, selfish, clingy, obsessive, and annoying. But I’m independent. I always ask everyone “what should I do?” I know the answer. No matter how many times someone tells me to do it, no...
Gatsby wax, after searching for two years and a half, I have finally found you. Not the exact one I wanted, but it was beautiful seeing you stacked upon one another. Amazing. Beautiful little circles, G’s, and colors.
Choir. At the beginning of my sophomore year, I’ve been iffy about choir and it kinda made me insecure about some traits about myself. But as the year progressed, I have found that I actually love singing. I get this rush that I am a part of something beautiful, man made. The only thing man can make that actually touches hearts. It wasn’t until I made Honor Choir that I was...
I’m so fucking tired of trying so hard to be happy for everyone. I try so fucking hard to be who I am. I try so fucking hard to be so God damn happy all the time. And it goes unnoticed. I’d bend backwards for everyone. And anyone. I go on with my life, despite all the shit going. Because I know that being depressing, pissed off, or upset actually affects everyone around them. Do...
Time for our date Tumblr.
Get out your drink of choice. Open 3 tabs on your browser. On the first tab On another tab On the last one So Relaxing.
If it doesn’t make you happy, eff it. What if something used to make you happy, but changed? Well then.. Eff it. “Eff” for fix.