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Do you think "Good morning" is an oxymoron? Does the sound of your alarm clock have you reaching for a sledgehammer? And what's up with those obnoxiously cheery "morning people" who are actually smiling before 9am? (if that's you, good on ya!) (*eye roll*) whatever your case of morningitis happens to be, we think we can help with this bottle of orange goodness. it has vitamin C, calcium, and other nutrients to help keep you from punching a rooster.

(and by rooster we mean those smiley people)

you're only given a little spark of madness.

You mustn't lose it.

-Robin Williams.

Aim to be.

Comfortable.

Charismatic.

& Confident.

i wish that i could change this FONT SIZE.

maybe i should get a tumblr...

also.

i want these stairs.

All the world is birthday cake.

So take a piece, but not too much.

it's actually pretty depressing when you find out your best friends can't celebrate your 20th birthday with you.

what's more depressing is thinking that maybe they're planning a surprise party for you,

and knowing that it can't possibly be true...

i guess i can plan something else for that weekend.

HM.

ohd wellz.

give me a beat boys.

and free my soul.

i want to get lost.

in your rock and roll.

and just drift away.

Who posts on their blog too much?

Me.

it's coming.

so keep hoping.

ohhh babe!

don't leave me now.

don't say it's the end of the road.

remember the flowers i sent?

i need you.

babe.

to put through the shredder in front of my friends

ohhh babe.

how could you go?

when you know how i need you.

to beat to a pulp on a saturday night.

oh babe.

don't leave me now.

how can you treat me this way?

runnin' away?

ohhhh baaaabe!

why

are you

running

awaaayyy?!

Worse things have happened...

If at first you don't succeed.

call it 1.0

life is like a roller coaster.

there's ups

and downs.

and twist a rounds.

but what would be the joy of life

if we knew what came around each corner?

so maybe i'm fucked in the head.

sorry!

everyone keeps saying how social media is a unicorn.

but maybe it's just a horse.

-some author.

i dont believe you.

social media is rewriting business as we speak!

as long as the internet doesnt crash.

it's just going to keeeeep onnnn keepin' on.

so eat THAT.

Stay away from me.

I'm bad luck.

car crashes, attempted suicide, family members dying or losing jobs...

man.

i'm a curse.

just be friends with me, kay?

i like friends.

and i'm not ready to think about a relationship.

it's too much work.

and will put a large emotional burden on me.

i just want to be free.

of thinking about how to tell you.

what i felt.

when we hugged...

i dont want to be in a relationship with you.

unfortunately, i mean never.

but you're /the/ best friends i've ever had.

so please!

don't let this ruin us.

i wish i could find a way to say this to your face. but i cant. i cant find the right words. and this is the only way i can say it. i'm sure you'll probably end up asking me about it eventually. and i'll probably tell you the same.

i'm sorry.

but i'm still looking for something.

you are you

that is truer than true.

there's no one on earth.

that is youer

than you.

i'm not crazy

i'm just a little unwell.

i know, right now you can't tell.

but stay a while and maybe then you'll see

a different side of me.

i'm not crazy

i'm just a little impaired.

i know, right now you don't care.

but soon enough

you're going to think of me

and how i used to be.

me.

Tongue tied and twisted.

Just an earth-bound misfit.

i dont know how to grow up.

i dont know what about me is immature and not just my personality.

immature personality. i guess.

it's fun times.

i never felt 19.

something feels so young about me.

and i cant

quite

figure that something out.

hah.

is it the baby face?

probs.

this is my last month as a 19 year old.

i dont feel 19.

i never did.

so here comes 20.

twenty.

two - oh.

maybe i should grow up.

?

Same shit.

Different day.

so maybe i do have feelings for you.

i find we have awkward conversations sometimes.

but sometimes i fee like i cant say

what i want to say.

just in case you take it the wrong way...

i feel like we both have feelings for each other.

and we are both too afraid to say anything about it.

i dunno.

you sure are cute.

and you even told me that you had feelings for a woman at one point.

so.

should i mention something?

or wait until we have our "get together"?

or would that make it even more awkward?

AGH!

is the fact that this was posted at 11:11, when blogger doesn't have my correct time, a sign?

D:

They've got a padded room for you to get your just dessert.

good morning the worm your honor!

the crowd will plainly show

the prisoner

who now stands before you.

was caught red handed

showing

feelings.

feelings of an almost

human nature.

this will not do!

If I go insane.

please don't put your wires in my brain.

you know that i'm talking to you.

dont ignore it.

listen to the blogger's advice!

it knows me best.

i think..

saturday night.

working that stupid 3am shift.

gives me lots of thinking time.

and.

arg!

i dont know how to say it.

just. listen to the blog.

mmkay?

last night.

my mom barges into my room.

crying.

and says.

if she commits suicide.

its not my fault.

its my dads.

kay...

thanks.

mainly i was terrified she'd smell pot.

i'm super shocked she didnt.

hush now baby.

dont you cry.

momma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true.

momma's gonna put all of her fears into you.

momma's gonna keep you right here under her wing.

she won't let you fly.

but she might let you sing.

momma's gonna keep baby cozy and warm.

of course momma's gonna help build the wall.

Stop staring through me like you know who i am.

i dont need no arms around me.

i dont need no drugs to calm me.

i have seen the writing on the wall.

dont think i need anything at all.

no.

dont think i need anything at all.

all and all it was

just bricks in the wall.

all in all

you were

all

just bricks in the wall.

if i were the king of the world

tell you what i'd do.

i'd throw away the cars

and the bars

and the war.

and make sweet love to you, sing it now.

joy to the world.

gah! i'm missing 4:20!

thanks blogger. -__-

Who wants to come with me and hide in the sky?

I'm only going to break your heart.

i'm begging you to leave me now.

begging you to stay away from /me/.

i just looked up the definitions for 'obnoxious' and 'arrogant'.

and sara

with an 'h'.

fits both descriptions

PERFECTLY.

obnoxious:

• Very annoying or objectionable; offensive or odious
• Causing disapproval or protest; "a vulgar and objectionable person"

arrogant:

• Having or displaying a sense of overbearing self-worth or self-importance
• Having or showing an exaggerated opinion of one's own importance, merit, ability, etc.; conceited; overbearingly proud

do you know how horrible it is to have to deal with someone like that monday to friday?!

no wonder she annoys the fuck out of me.

Women.

we be crazy.

you can like the life you're livin'

you can live the life you like.

you can even marry Harry.

but mess around with Ike

And that's

good. isn't it?

grand. isn't it?

great! isn't it?

swell. isn't it?

fun. but

nothing stays.

No.

so i felt like the biggest asshole.

when i killed your rock and roll.

Your Life is a Crime Scene.

run to the bedroom!

in the suitcase on the left you'll find my favourite axe.

don't look so frightened.

this is just a passing phase.

one of my

bad days.

would you like to watch tv?

or get between the sheets?

contemplate the silent freeway, would you like something to eat?

would you like to learn to flyyy?

would ya?!

would you like to see me try?

would you like to call the cops?

do you think it's time i stopped?!

whyyy are you runningg awayyy?

so.

about this homework thing.

and not procrastinating...

so far.

not doing the best.

i've had three days to work on this.

and i did work on it.

and i am almost done.

but it sucks. a lot.

and i dont know how to make it... not suck.

i want my brain to be like a thesaurus.

it would make life so much easier.

The New York Yankees
Circle I Limbo

PETA Members
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind

Objectivists
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow

Parents who bring squalling brats to R-rated movies
Circle IV Rolling Weights

Trixies
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled

River Styx

DMV Employees
Circle VI Buried for Eternity

River Phlegyas

Osama bin Laden
Circle VII Burning Sands

George Bush
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement

Bill Davidson
Circle IX Frozen in Ice

Design your own hell

Bill Davidson is worse than George Bush.

and Osama bin Laden.

put together!

:O

here you are.

how's the big time darling?

hope i helped.

make your dreams come true.

and in a way..

i'm ashamed.

for not being your first.

or your last.

just the first.

cool enough.

to admit.

to.

i can hide by my reputation.

while sadly you're making your own.

but a notch on your belt's not a notch worn so well.

it's expected of me.

and the lies that i tell.

i hope.

we both.

learned.

our lesson.

From the break.

I just found this.

something i wrote while on christmas break.

i was in such a different state of mind...

"i find that i've been crying a lot lately.

what's with people not being able to read my mind?!

i dunno.

either way, when i want to be alone, people are everywhere!

but when i want condolence.

no one is to be seen.

i know you dont get me.

i barely get me.

but. AGH.

why is telling somebody that you need them to stay so hard to do?

it hurts my heart."

blog.

you suck.

i cant change the font.

i cant change the font size.

probably not even the font!

*checks*

nope. that didnt even work.

reeeediculous!

oh how i wish i meant a little more than a symphony of heavy breathing and the friction of /hips/.

i miss having someone to talk to all the time...

It's Best Just to Laugh When:

• driving past a police car immediately after sending a text
• being followed by security in Chapters
• talk about threesomes
• going through ride programs, while baked
• getting caught by your parents while in bed with a boy
• catching your parents in bed
• or on the couch...
• your ex goes back with the ex before you
• your first two days back to school include a decent amount of homework and working until midnight

to be continued.

salvationnnn!

so i guess it comes down to.

how curious.

you can be.

Does YOUR brain use only 10% of it's capacity?

Though an alluring idea, the "10 percent myth" is so wrong that it is almost laughable.

"It turns out though, that we use virtually every part of the brain, and that [most of] the brain is active almost all the time. Basically the brain represents three percent of the body's weight and uses 20 percent of the body's energy."

Take the simple act of pouring coffee in the morning: In walking toward the coffeepot, reaching for it, pouring the brew into the mug, even leaving extra room for cream, the occipital and parietal lobes, motor sensory and sensory motor cortices, basal ganglia, cerebellum and frontal lobes all activate. A lightning storm of neuronal activity occurs almost across the entire brain in the time span of a few seconds.

i knew that it couldn't be true.

suck on THAT.