Because I know that the sound of your heart is something I can trust.

You make me happy =)

I love my loser!

I'm sorry I haven't updated my blogspot in awhile.

Imperfection is individuality.

I'm thankful for meeting you.
Key Club <3

If today was perfect there would be no need for tomorrow.

I'm not satisfied with myself.

I'm fat.

Usually everyone's like "WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOU'RE NOT FAT.."

But how would they know? Maybe I tape up my fat on my body so it doesn't look like I do.

^ Just kidding, I swear I don't do that.

I hate it when fat jiggles.

It's fucking disgusting.

This summer I will attempt to jog a mile or two everyday, go to the gym, and get some cardio workouts going.

As well as stomach fat, I know most of those result from jeans. Fuck jeans. Little lumps / small beer bellies are annoying. From now on, I'm doing 100-200 situps a day.

I hate how I don't have time for anything right now,

and I hate my laziness. Oh goodness.

Tumblr's full of gorgeous girls, as you might've noticed.

They have perfect bodies, the perfect facial features, etc.

YEAH I NOTICE THESE THINGS, SO WHAT?! I'm sure everyone does too. I'm straight.

This is one of the reasons why I'm unhappy, sometimes I'm a little self-conscious too.

Grasping the fat on my body parts, I frown in front of the mirror.

Spilling my thoughts out.

He started attempting to talk to me again. Since that morning of the earthquake. Don't IM me, just text me to start a conversation. Or even better, start one in real life. I still care about you, but it's just that things have changed. Feelings fade, but that doesn't mean you can't bring them back up again. I just want someone to talk to. Sure I have plenty of other people to discuss things with, but they're all different. They're not the same, they're not who I'm looking for. I know you can help me, and I can help you with whatever you need. But on one condition, don't get us started again.

They can't kill your dreams, so they assassinate your character.

I love writing, I love opinions and quotes and expressions. It's so beautiful to know that you're not alone in this messed up world. It's relieving to know that someone else feels the same way you do.

^ That's how I feel when I read quotes that I can relate to.

I had an amazing dream yesterday morning. I woke up at 8, but went back to sleep til it was 9 for the Stussy Sale at my school.

In my dream, I held his hand. We sat on a rock after that long walk and I laid my head on his shoulder while our hands were attached. It was very adorableee!

I swear I was smiling in my dream. Does that mean I was smiling in my sleep? That's pretty creepy.

Too bad it was a dream, I hope it comes true :D

My current favorite song is Sweetest Thing - Shane Piasecki ♥

/Rant

It would be so much easier in the long run
to push you out of my life. To move forward,
never looking back at you. To pretend like the
last two years never happened and that you
are just a stranger. It would be so much
easier in the long run, but it might kill me first.

Just remember when things get tough, it might be stormy now, but it cannot rain forever.

Please don't let the rain go away.

This whole week is going to be sunny.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRREAT.

I don't know what to do.

Why do I even care anymore?

Wait, that's a ridiculous question.

Of course I still care, you're my friend.

Why wouldn't I care about my friends?

You're happy, I'm content. That's good.

That was the end, a few months ago. Yes it was.

That thought can't seem to stick into my head.

We could be standing next to someone who is completely broken, and we wouldn't even know.

I feel like my blogspot has been viewed 100 times ever since I last updated. That's weird, I don't even give out my URL to this blog.

I really appreciate everyone's interest in my blog though :)

Lately sophomores at Arcadia High have been happy.

I'm seeing love everywhere I look, from each and every corner of my eye.

It makes me smile when my friends all have warmly filled hearts, hand in hand. It's adorable.

But it makes me realize how lonely I am.

GET YOUR FLIRT ON TIFFANY.

Also, my birthday's in a month and two days.

I still have no idea what I'm doing for it.

& SADIES?!
It's possible.

Human beings are designed for many things; loneliness is not one of them.

My mind is filled with envy,

and I can't do anything about it.

My heart says "Handle with care".

Some people should just back off on things that have nothing to do with them.

Mind your own fucking business.

I'd appreciate it. Thank you.

I just wish people would let me handle my own things by myself.

What does your say have anything to do with my situation?

You're not the one to worry.

Why care?

I'm a fucking teenager, just like you. I can handle things alone. Thank you very much.

Anyone can make you smile or cry, but it takes someone special to make you smile when you already have tears in your eyes.

^ Sadly, that's the truth.

I'm feeling great, better than ever.

Amazingly, I think I'll go back to writing.

When I was little I used to buy those black and white composition books to write stories in them.

I'll admit it, they were pretty lame.

Writing's one way to express your feelings.

It's a pretty effective way of expressing also.

I've gotten very lazy as I grew older.

Now I'm relying on my computer.

If I just randomly get pissed off about losing one of my stories, you can blame my computer for making the file disappear.

Despite all that, I've noticed that adding color to my posts doesn't make them brighter.

It just looks weird, maybe I'll add a bit more color to my happy posts.

However, this is not one of them.

Saturday evening/night was great.

You make me happy.

As for you, I don't really give a shit anymore. Go do whatever the hell you want with your life. Just don't come running back. I'm happy with what I have and where I stand right now.

We need to learn how to trust each other.

How's this ever going to work if all we're doing is constantly tripping, getting up, & falling all the time? Maybe all we're trying to do is get back at each other. All that we're feeling is jealousy. How did that word manage to sneak into our minds? Our thoughts about each other are already fucked up as it is, they don't need to get even more complicated. Why don't you just sit there and think about what you're doing, for a moment? Think about what you've done, how it makes you feel, and most importantly, how it affects me. Sometimes you need to look at a situation from both sides. Think about what you're doing first. Remember, actions speak louder than words.

I like when we sit next to each other and your leg fits perfectly against mine. I like when our feet bump and we don't apologize. I like this comfort. I like this closeness. I like you.

There's a difference between living and breathing and there's a difference between love and regret.

When you're stuck loving someone, all you wanna do is stay away. But when that person shows even the smallest gesture of affection, all your efforts of moving on go down the drain.

He texted me this morning.

Does this always happen?

I'm afraid so.

It was perfect timing too cause I just woke up then.

Just as I was trying to let go of you.

Orchestra Movie Night & Spaghetti Dinner were two fun nights (:

I'm glad I went.

I really have nothing to say.

ADIOS.

If the heart is the strongest muscle, then why does it break so easily?

Thanks for telling me everything.

That's what best friends are for.

No not really.

I'm feeling kind of empty.

Just stop. I can't do this anymore. Just rewind and take me back to when we were perfect for each other,

Take me there! ^^^ :D

My first post of 2010,

I'm sorry if my posts were boring you.

I'll try to make my posts way more interesting, in a way, just for you :)

By pushing me away, you pushed me into someone else.

I love Tumblr, mostly for their quotes.

Anyways, Jen got me hyped up & excited for our birthday.

APRIL 8TH, 2010. HEHHEHHE. Sweet Sixteen.

Honestly I think it should be Sweet Eighteen. But it doesn't sound right.