This is a never ending letter to you.

Hate doesn't mean the same thing to girls.

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 01:06:08 -0400

I wake up hating you.
I crawl out of bed just to reach for my phone to tell you that I hate you.
I get dressed and drive to work thinking of all the ways I hate you.
All day at my desk I wait for you to text me so I can sling vulgar words at you describing my hate.
I go home and workout, even clenched muscle aimed at you.
And when I’m lying in bed I imagine you are beside me.
Because if there is anyone in the world I want to fight with, to hate and to stay on my mind all day, it’s you.

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Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:35:38 -0400

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Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:35:14 -0400

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Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:33:09 -0400

I hate you, I cuss you out and tell you I never want to talk to...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:32:16 -0400

I hate you, I cuss you out and tell you I never want to talk to you again, but all it really means is I love you and I’m scared, I need you and I want you to fight for me.

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Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:29:07 -0400

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katherynlee:

besst gif ever

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Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:28:58 -0400

detention: I FOLLOW BACK 1OO%

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 23:28:19 -0400

detention:

I FOLLOW BACK 1OO%

You’re the worst, I hate you

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 00:43:53 -0400

You’re the worst, I hate you

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Tue, 11 Jun 2013 14:44:18 -0400

aphelia: (by nichole anne)

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 14:43:39 -0400

aphelia:

(by nichole anne)

wotdafuck: ♡♡♡

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 14:43:32 -0400

wotdafuck:

♡♡♡

Our generation

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 14:42:36 -0400

My generation is going deaf.
They are losing their sight,
Ruining their livers,
Killing their brains
And dying young.

We are listening to our favorite songs on repeat through blaring speakers.
We are staring into the sun and strobe lights and staring at computer screens.
We are drinking away our problems, until we can’t stand or remember our names.
We are filling our minds up, and smoking them out until they are completely full.
And we are reckless, risk takers who have no regard for our own mortality.
And we are dying young and beautiful, having packed as much crazed happiness as we can in such a brief moment of time.
We are fully aware our generation is a brief beautiful spark that won’t be remembered after we’ve gone.
And I’m ok with that.

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Tue, 11 Jun 2013 01:08:11 -0400

Yesterday was perfect.

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 00:57:24 -0400

I wait all year for the week I am in Texas.
To see Austin.
To see the city lights and tall buildings and to ride the bus and people watch.
To feel the electricity of so many people and the calmness of community.
To see my sisters, and dunk them in water.
To not approve of their significant others, and to stand back to back proving who’s taller.
To get thai food and massages with them, and hear about their demons.
To ride in my best friends truck, and spend all night awake in his bed.
To hold his hand and kiss his neck and hear the crack in his voice when I leave.
To go out on dates with a good catholic type that is very kind.
To ride in his car with the windows down going fast and listening to band of horses, the sun setting behind us.
I wait all year for a week of such incredible happiness I feel like I could cry and float and live eternally. I want to stay here forever.
But if I did then all these things would blur together, distort and toxify, and my time spent in Austin wouldn’t be magical anymore.
So I will go home in a few hours, and I will wait another year for a week here.

These people made yesterday one of my favorite days of all time....

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 00:47:04 -0400

These people made yesterday one of my favorite days of all time. I will happily wait a year to see them again and again be amazed at how happy a person can be.

These people made yesterday one of my favorite days of all time....

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 19:17:24 -0400

These people made yesterday one of my favorite days of all time. I will happily wait a year to see them again and again be amazed at how happy a person can be.

These people made yesterday one of my favorite days of all time....

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 18:42:29 -0400

These people made yesterday one of my favorite days of all time. I will happily wait a year to see them again and again be amazed at how happy a person can be.

On Texas pride

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 18:13:05 -0400

I have heard a lot of talk that Texans have too much state pride for years now; it seems to be a reoccurring theme for non-texans as they pass through the state or are confronted with its residence. After growing up in the heart of Texas, I have been asked by many people why I ever left, and more importantly why I have so much state pride. Others say that if you weren’t born there you aren’t from there, but let me tell you, my momma didn’t step a foot into Texas until she was twenty but she claimed Texas and it claims her right back. I feel over the years I have come to a simple answer: Texas is my home. When I see another Texan outside its boundaries I feel like that person is my family because they know the state pledge, how to pronounce Manchaca, how to defang a rattlesnake, the best time to see blue bonnets and where President Bushes daughters got arrested. They understand that the Cowboys might not always win but they came from small towns like we did so we support them anyway. They get football, know about real barbecue, longhorns and pappaduex. We bond automatically because the small things like speed limit signs and Lone star beer are the things you remember and miss when you are away from home. When we say we love Texas we mean we love the people we left there, we miss the culture, the broiling heat and the clang of cowboy boots on pavement. We are homesick for our state, and really I wonder why more people don’t miss home and have pride in where their from. If you ever feel like finding out why Texans will hoot, holler and raise hell for their state, come on by, like the Lyle Lovett song says “that’s right you’re not from Texas but Texas wants you anyway”.

One of my favorite people

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 10:43:15 -0400

One of my favorite people