2009 meant a lot of things
a lot of shit happened. I cried. I yelled. I fought. I fucked. I smiled. I laughed. I cried more. More laughing. I sang. I played. I biked. I swam. I learned. I forgot. I fell out of love. I almost finished school. I wrote a book. I recorded a tape. I met some really great people. I met him. He came to visit. I think that was the first thanksgiving I ever spent away from...
twodayslater: littlemissapocalypse: New Year’s...
opomegranateee: (via lovelylulu) can you please just stop being so cute. so not cute. so feeling like total crap.
whisperingwillow: What size are your labrets balls? (via lovelylulu) I believe it’s a 16.
Rode my bike
even though it was snowing and shitty. I came home looking like a mix between a yeti and a mud monster. 5+ miles which isn’t that much, but better than nothing. 25 mins. Good hard ride. I really need to invest in a trainer. I wore two bandannas which worked well but I started wheezing when I got to the edge of my road on the way back. I’ve had a cough for a few weeks...
I sleep on my back because it’s good for the spine and coffin rehearsal.
It's my daddy's birthday
that means I get to bake something. I’m making some sweet applesauce cake. I will let you know how it turns out.
anewdialect: nogodsnomasters: ...
Why was it ending
or why did it start?
If you had the answers and I wasn't told
then that makes you selfish, heartless and cold.