January 2009
Amazing how much happier I’ve been… I’m on a twin size...
– Lalanii
pterodactyls:
oh jesus fucking christ it’s not even 7pm and I already destroyed my knee on the stairs and tried to tell andrew that i’m not completely unhinged wtf vicky wtfff
Unhinged… That’s soooo funny!!!
December 2008
Tumblr has taken over my social networking life.
I might have to say farewell to Myspace, Blogger and facebook once my MFA Program starts. -Lalanii
original post by: missdreass
For all insomniacs/poets. Enjoy →
: lickystickypicky
and thank you. i love this.
Dear Diary,
This time last year I had different friends than what I do now.
Actually no. Let’s say that I thought I had friends at all. This proved itself untrue in more ways than many. I reflect on pictures posing- glowing- bright- carefree pictures and remember how I felt and the moments therein. I keep reminding myself that everything happens for a reason and sometimes reasons beyond those that I...
uploading these pictures so that I may remember these for my Tye. Definitely a model/actor/dancer/artist of some sort. Will upload the pictures to show you all later.
Some things I love
Spooning
Sleeping and waking with
Tea by mighty tea leaf
French vanilla
Knee and thigh high socks
Gala apples
Argyle and paisley
Dresses & leggings
Pastels
Pillows blankies
Wireless Internet
Salads and very fresh fruits
Interior design
Photography
Scrapbooking, blogging, poetry
Cream soda (if soda at all)
Greys anatomy, Private practice
Wines
Justin Tim
Shopping thrifty...
dreamache
leforettt:
dilaudid:
transatlantique:
suzywire:
everybodycares:
Is this a word? Because, if it’s not, I submit that it should be. It would be used to describe that particular sense of longing one feels in the morning following a dream that has taken you some place, with someone, that you’d like to stay for a while longer; it’s that feeling in your chest when you realize it was all just...
Just knowing that he thought about me today is enough.
– Lalanii
I always wanted
amandoline:
thenightdances:
missmlady:
bellicosity:
someone to write me a journal.
Whenever they felt like it, write a couple of pages about their day with me in mind until they filled up the book… like an extended letter.
I might have to do that for someone now.
i wanna make one of these somebody teach me how.
scarlett johansson.
lavenderlines:kanamit:hellovagina:
People change, even the person you thought you knew the most, changes. And even...
– : littlemiss :-ooooo
Now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don’t hurt me.
– The Cranberries : littlemiss
sneak up from behind and kiss me while i do the...
hahanotfunny:stupidinboston:fantasyaction
Or just do the dishes… and I will thank you later.
just do them because you love me not thinking you’ll get anything in return.. just DO.
I will never be your stepping stone. Take it all,...
:ineedtoo
So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work...
– Noah Calhoun, the Notebook :fernwehrunaway:kapitalisthippie:shiningstar:erinshannon
Oh!
lickystickypicky:
A fetus develops fingerprints at eighteen weeks.
At 18 weeks???!!! Wow!!
We become attached to what’s familiar and sometimes we hold onto things that are...
– (via littlemiss)
Man, speechless
Along the way, I’ve learned that you can’t let anyone in too far and you can’t...
– (via littlemiss)
You find out who your real friends are when you’re involved in a scandal.
– Elizabeth Taylor : kari-shma : redballoon : getthefuckoutrightnow
don’t be mad that i told you the truth when you asked for the truth. just...
– lalanii
When people are bored, it is primarily with their own selves that they are...
– Eric Hoffer (via overflowing) (via amandoline) (via lazybones) (via hahanotfunny)
so that’s it.
Dear future love;
havent-got-a-prayer:
I’m waiting for you, trusting that you will find me without losing your way. I don’t know your name. I don’t know your face. All I know is that someday our paths will cross; you will stumble into my life or I into yours, and life will seem just a little bit brighter. I wish I knew who to look for. What if I let you pass without saying a word? No, I don’t think I will....