March 2012
81 posts
I miss being kissed.
February 2012
121 posts
I love that I can color with crayons like i’m 5 years old again.
the fact that i can sent a texting saying “:pdpdpdpdpdpdpdpdp” and not be called a child.
being the inner child that i am and knowing that someone still loves me for ALL of me is the greatest feeling in the world.
and no arguments other than the dorky
no you, and i know you are but what am i
still are...
I just finished TIFOS and I cannot believe it took me this long.
I’ve been reading it for three days and I finally decided to stay up and read it. (crying for the last 3 hours of course)
Thanks to John Green I can’t stop crying or wonder if Augustus actually talked Peter into writing Hazel a eulogy or a second book to AIA.
My mind is in a million places and all I can really think is...
Herping for Aderpska: When I hear your name it’s... →
startfromscratchmyback:
When I hear your name it’s like someone bringing up a rosy old memory. It’s like I’m reflecting on my life thinking back on the good times. When things didn’t matter so much. I could be happy for the sake of being happy. I think of that when I hear your name. I think before things got all…
holy shit,
holy shit is all i can say.
“I reached up for his neck, and he pulled me up by my waist onto my tiptoes. As...”
– John Green; The Fault In Our Stars
That awkward moment when you have a total bitch for a mom and everyone is staring at you because you just have to stand there being called unacceptable names and the harsh cruelty that it just coming out of the mouth from the women who gave you life.
Awesome day so far and it’s only Noon, sweet
today is three months and it just hit me that the next time we’ll actually be together on an anniversary is in July.
I wish I could come home a day sooner from France, then we would have to wait so long.
Grrr.
in other news.
it’s 14 more days till I see him again, I’m just now starting to struggle with the distance, mainly because our phones suck with Skype and his laptops...
“Thank you for explaining that my eye cancer isn’t going to make me deaf. I...”
– The Fault In Our Stars; John Green
“But you keep the promise anyway. That’s what love is. Love is keeping the...”
– John Green; The Fault In Our Stars (page 61)
So today my mom asked me what I was giving up for lent. I told her I had no idea and that I would eventually figure it out. She kindly suggested reading and I looked at her like she was fucking insane. And proceeded to tell her that reading is a way if life, and it’s like giving up breathing.
My mom apparently doesn’t know her own child.
So I gave up shopping.
Shits going to suck.
Go for it.
dorybabee:
smileinyoursleeep:
I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on
Dear girlfriend
Dear boyfriend
tfios
That awkward moment when you’re reading tfios and you laugh historically in a nail salon and everyone is looking at you. Which makes you laugh even more.
Thank you John Green for this book oh so much!
busslinging:
Word to the wise: do not read The Fault in Our Stars when you are moody/emotional and missing your boyfriend very much. Oh god. Tears, everywhere.
Well shit. There goes my Sunday & Monday
