January 2010
169 posts
What’s holding me back is the time we never had.
So baby be honest, is this what you wanted? We lost what we started and we found out much more than we want to know about having to let go.
Maybe we were one of the lucky ones.
When we’re together, the thoughts of him disappear.
TAKE ME ANYWHERE BUT HERE.
Don’t worry about me, I’m better of here.
If you want to play basketball, please see to it that you wear basketball shorts not sweatpants.
Just take it easy.
“Ira Is the best guy friend a girl can ask for.”
– The Hungover Crew
This weather right now is perfect; damp anf foggy.
When I testify in your trial, I will be extra convincing, as will the evidence.
Rage rarely ends with a struggle.
I don’t know where I belong.
I want to help you, but the only way I can do that is if you work with me on this.
I don’t have a good feeling about Danny Messer in this episode. He just fucking recovered from paralysis! I fucking cried when I saw him finally holding his daughter while standing up! This show keeps me sane. Almost.
Tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?
You don’t know the one who longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight. I’m just a friend, that’s all I’ve ever been ‘cos you don’t know me.
Your goodbyes left me with eyes that cry.
It’s amazing which things can make me cry in a heartbeat… I should have never read that book.
Are you too blind to see that I’ve given up on you?
I’m losing control. Are you getting scared?
I know you think that I’ve got something to prove, but all I really wanna do is hit the floor with you.
I’m tired and just wants some sleep.
Dear John
This was by far, the best book I have ever read. And I read alot. It’s got every emotion I was looking for. Anger, desperation, sadness, hope, jealousy, frustration, excitement, happiness, and just… love itself.
John Tyree…wow, he is maybe the perfect guy for me. A former rebel, now army grunt. Me likeee. He was not like the other guys. He doesn’t really care what anybody...
I think of you more as an older brother.
Fewer tears had been shed because the intensity of the feeling between us had waned.
It struck me that I had somehow lost you, and I didn’t know whether it was because I’d been making too much out of nothing or because I understood all too well what was really happening between us.
Let’s howl like wolves.
I knew that you were trouble, but I couldn’t resist.
You’re a nice guy, but that just won’t do.
Someone’s in search for some exotic booze.
I love laughing.
I laugh at nothing.
I laugh for no reason.
I laugh when I’m bored.
I laugh at my problems.
I laugh because of my problems.
I laugh to cover up pain.
First time for everything
I looked in the mirror today and for the first time, I said, “wow, I really am pretty…”
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…I’m late.
it's complicated...
1.BETTER GET SUPER FUCKING EXCITED BECAUSE IT’S GABE FUCKING SAPORTA! Instead of an empowering praise of his awesome badassness, it sounds like Gabe is fucking Saporta or an introduction to a live porn session or something…
2.OOOHHH EEEMMM FFFUUHHRREEAAKKINNGG GEEE!!! IIIITT’SSS FUUUUHHHUUHHCCCKKIIIINNG GAAAABE SAAAAPOOOORRRTTAAAA!
It sounds like something/someone is fucking...
Get your ass back here!
From: @GabrielSaporta
Sent: Jan 8, 2010 11:42p
Would anybody be bumbed if I just kinda like didn’t come back from Uruguay?
sent via txt
ME! I’d be devestaded as fuck. Don’t ever scare me like that, Gabe. Ever. I don’t need/want to lose one of the people that makes me wear a smile that I actually believe in. I’d get on the first plane that goes there and...
I get lost easily.
Hey you, who are you kidding?
I’m not like them; I won’t buy in.
It’s a heartbreak warfare.
I want to scream “YOU’RE A FUCKING DOUCHELORD” at the top of my lungs in front of your house. Why do you have to live near to a police station?
You’re everything I’ve wanted, but I got what i need right here.
I’m amazed of how much you think you’re falling in love with this chick. I think you’re confusing love with lust, which is not too surprising for a guy with your intelligence.
Tell me that you’ll remember this, this year.
I’m stuck trying to relive the past.
Too much.
Everyone is mouthing off how much they feel bad for you. Am I the only one who sees that you’re the murderer, not the victim?
I hope you’ll believe me when i tell you that you’re girlfriend is a slut.