I’m listening to the tv show my mom is watching downstairs..

I thought they were saying “Are you ready for some girl on girl action?” but I think it’s a cooking show and they’re talking about “grill on grill”…..uhuhh

I love helping people.

If today is any indication of how summer will be, I’m extremely eager for summer.

Today is perfect. I feel perfect.  I love having my skin warmed by the sun and the smell of tanning oil that soaks my skin. I made a delicious strawberry orange smoothie. I read outside and it was so peaceful. I was reading Pretty Little Liars, I can’t wait for the tv show to come back on. I can’t wait for summer.

My little brother is whistling What Makes You Beautiful

omg is this really happening

You said you love swimming and you said you love me. So why aren’t you here?

I just thought maybe, for once, someone wanted me. I just thought maybe you’d make an effort. I just thought you cared about me. I just thought I had a chance. I just thought you were different. I thought wrong.

But it will all be okay. Because tomorrow is a new day, a chance to start over. The sun will rise and it will shine even brighter than it has before. You’re young, and you have a life ahead of you. You have plans to make and places to go and things to see. So don’t waste a single day being upset about a silly boy.

I don’t like air conditoning

Like I’m thankful for it, yeah, but I prefer fresh air. Air conditioning is like artificial cold air and it really bothers me. I’d much rather have the windows open.

You could’ve just told me..you had me believing I had a chance

With you, everything is different.

I’m thinking about you and I want to make a long post about how I feel and all my thoughts but I’m too lazy.

short story: i miss you.

A lot of great things happened this week, too bad you weren’t one of them.

I’m really starting to believe that something really is wrong with you.

If I could come up with words to describe how I feel about you, I’d be able to write an entire novel by sunrise.

I hate when someone posts a facebook status, or tweet, or even a tumblr post, and you aren’t sure who they’re talking about.  And then you get really paranoid that it’s about you. And then you start making all these assumptions that the person secretly dislikes you and they don’t want to talk to you..