why does the college board have to make everything so difficult? i just need my exam scores. this is not a matter of national security. zomg.
profile: seeing her for what she truly is.
she’s sad.
it’s in her eyes really,
because she doesn’t want me to know.
on some level
she accepts that i know anyway,
which is why she’s standing
here at all.
she knows she can’t
hold on,
even if i want her to;
but she can’t let herself let go …
we both know deep down
she never truly will.
and neither will i,
which is why she turns away,
and lets me go for now.
my mountains. donde?!
i want to get a tattoo
of the mountains because i was born there. i already drew them and whatnot. but i don’t know where i would get it. and i’m not supposed to be doing such things …
this is so perfect.
i know a kid who listens to some good ass music.
i’m having an internal debate as to what to do with my tumblrs … i kinda want to combine them or revamp or something. skhgkrjhmd what to do.
my theme is really messed the fuck up … and i have no idea how to fix it. maybe i shall just make my own. hooray for wasting time!
shit is wack.
internet is suck.
i love you and shall miss you, little olive.
