remember

im a writer. right?

remember when i thought i was gonna take a creative writing class at the falls or GU this summer? yeah glad i actually followed through with that.

remember when i carried that journal around with me everywhere and was constantly writing new poems and making everyone listen to them and revising revising revising and revealing my inner most secrets to you?



lack of fucking inspiration or my own fear that i cant write?

I'm so off the hook


I'm a dial tone.

i love the smell of summer fires.

it smells so strong out by my house. mmmmm yum.



i also like the look the smoke makes on the mountains driving out indian trail to my house. its all hazy and soft and pretty.

i am human and i need to be loved.

some kid came into the store yesterday wearing a smiths shirt and i was like oh come on morrissey is old and fat and needs to get over himself.


ugh i hate depressed people. seriously. being depressed is so self-indulgent. like i understand why some people are depressed, like josh, and my brother, but there are other people who have sat and taken the time to explain to me why they are so upset all the time and im embarassed for them because they are wasting their lives.



being happy is so much cooler, healthier, more fun, and yep im only attracted to happy people. its part of my plan to live the best life ever.

get behind the wheel, stay in front of the storm

i accomplished a lot today.






when i was driving home i almost called him, but instead i just turned the music up louder and snapped a rubber band.

since when do i pick bright eyes over sex?



i must really be changing.



girls really shouldnt call boys.
if boys want to talk to you, theyll call you.
i promise.








I'd like to sing to you if you'd like me to
I'd like to sing to you if you'd like me to
I'd like to sing, sing, sing, sing, sing to you
Alone

And I'd like to dance with you if you'd like me to
I'd like to dance with you if you'd like me to
I'd like to dance, dance, dance, dance, dance with you
Alone

I'd like to sleep with you if you'd like me to
I'd like to sleep with you if you'd like me to
I'd like to sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep with you
Alone

you know those days where you just want to listen to music you dont know and dont know the lyrics to? yeah today was one of those days.


when i closed my eyes driving home tonight i felt like i was running over ghosts.





my heart belonged to paper
like songs were going to save me...

boo to being in love.

fuck man.


dont you hate when your ex boyfriend sends you a song because he says he knows youll love it and then you say "chris i doubt you know whats right up my alley these days" and he makes you take it anyway,


and then you listen to it ten hours later when you finally give in,


and you actually fucking like it!? god dammit!



im not in love with him anymore, in fact he bugs the shit out of me most of the time, and you know why?
because he still knows me so well.



anyway, listen to this song, its dope!

Architecture In Helsinki : it 5

BBQs are pointless...

if youre a vegetarian. which i am.
and have been for 4yrs. i dont even think about it anymore.
but ive been invited to like oh i dont know 5or6 barbeques lately and then people are like "oh but youre a vegetarian", like i have some terminal illness
and maybe i wont get enough to eat.
in which case, i would probably go to zips and eat a tub of fries with tartar sauce. yum.




this afternoon i saw the clouds kiss.

She don't think straight
She's got such a dirty mind and it never ever stops...


i worked over time again at zumiez, but this time i actually got to take my ten. a cute boy works at zumiez, he has a cute nickname. a cute boy has been sending me text messages. theyre both tall and real skinny. did i mention they were cute? im so dumb.


when i drove home from melanies house at 1am, i sang real loud to the arcade fire and danced alone in my car.