seventeen magazine circa 1999

just spent the afternoon writing fake traumaramas like this one:

my friends and i were playing truth or dare at a sleepover. when my turn came up, of course i chose dare! my friends dared me to go outside and flash the next person who walked by the house. being the daredevil i am, i went outside and waited. i saw two guys walking toward me, so i lifted up my top and flashed them! while my shirt was still over my head, i heard a familiar voice say "what are you DOING?" then, i lowered my shirt only to find that it was my older brother and his super-hot best friend. i was so humilated! from now on, i'm picking truth.

can't stay away from blogs 4ever, y'all

fun. what the fuck

after fun. played a new song at their show in dallas a couple of weeks ago, i've been slightly obsessively watching videos of it on youtube.

here's my sort-of attempt at figuring out the lyrics.

fun "what the fuck" lyrics:

oh x infinity

surprise, surprise

*can't understand this part :o(*

but at night, you were out, i was inside

feeling sorry for myself

i drank as many bottles i could find

i broke into your room,

i tried on all your clothes,

and i read every note

what the fuck

happened to us?

what the fuck

happened to us?

we used to be something,

i can't remember just what

oh x infinity

***i'm sure the lyrics here are something spectacular but i can't understand them~~

i said "i don't mind if it takes time,

i just want to get away,

i want to take it back to all the days when we would stay in bed

i lay my head upon your lap,

i hope you never take it back"

oh oh oh

to my surprise,

well all those pages were black and white

so i said SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING

drunk and uncomfortable in here

SOMETHING. (oh shit i'm doing a bad job at figuring these out)

what the fuck

happened to us?

what the fuck

happened to us?

we used to be something,

****NOW Y'ALL THIS PART GETS GOOD/MAKES ME CRY A LITTLE***

if i could name just one thing

that's gonna haunt me

that's gonna bleed me dry

that's gonna bruise,

it'd have to be the look upon your face when i

came to pick you up,

take you away,

you just stood there in the hall,

waiting for me to call it off,

what kind of selfish piece of shit

would base a life on no regrets,

would let the only one who really understood me walk alone.

and i closed the door

i made it halfway down the hall,

something caught my eye, and i fell apart.

well there's a picture on your dresser drawer,

it doesn't even look like me,

but i swear to god when the walls went up,

i wish we could have shined forever

somethiiiing

you were beautiful, it was your birthday

and only for a night we believed in magic.

~THE BEST PART OMG OMG OMG~

do you remember when i woke you up

to tell you i love you?

do you remember when i woke you up

to tell you i l-l-l-love you?

***a variety of youtube video differences ultimately resulting in:***

i still do.

*MELTZIES guyz*

what the fuck

happened to us?

what the fuck

happened to us?

we used to be something,

i can't remember just what.

so glad i just spent 30 minutes trying to figure that out instead of doing homework~*~

i fucking love nate ruess and fun.

ALSO

i haven't used this blog in so long because of my 365 day project, but when it's over i'm contemplating using this one again, starting a new one, or just leaving the blogging community entirely.

2010

i feel my eyes closing lately.

i feel ready for change.

and now

what an appropriate time!

winter

please just pack your suitcase

and go

365

lights

The Jolly Christmas Postman

zero | MySpace Video

in the holiday spirit

all Mimzy were the borogoves

sometimes i think i see her

but it's only an object

or a shadow

or a movement

for strangers who are searching for bon iver hollywood forever:

VLOGGGVLOGVLOG

MEOOW

and here's one thing

i plan to finish:

a 365 day project

hallelujah

perhaps if i was to choose a

worst day ever

it might be today

........

my bbygrrrl is not feeling well at all

meowww