January 2010
Jan 1st
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Jan 1st
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Jan 1st
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December 2009
cold
julialovesyou: things that are cold: -the air around me -his heart -my unheld hands
Dec 31st
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Dec 30th
“Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective. Sometimes, I think that the...”
– The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Dec 29th
It's crazy how one moment I can feel utterly...
Dec 29th
Dec 28th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 23rd
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Dec 22nd
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It's winter again.
This morning I awoke to mounds of snow and a fully decorated Christmas tree. I think that’s pretty spectacular since we haven’t had a Christmas tree for a few years. I feel content. The view from the window outside my room is wonderful. Nothing extraordinarily special but a road and a lonesome street lamp, but the snow falling softly on the ground around the brightly lit street lamp...
Dec 19th
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Dec 19th
Dec 18th
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The Pillars.
Words are crass, Meaningless trash, Conveniently designed To cover our tracks. To hide our true essence In the facade of a sentence. Diminishing our dreams Or the muffle of our screams. “I’m fine.” Just a false filler, The foundation to the pillars That conceal our thoughts, Forever inclined to wither and rot. Words are simply present From scribbles to speech, Conveniently designed To suck all our...
Dec 17th
Dec 15th
Letters to Crushes: ♥, I am infatuated with you. You are everything I’ve always wanted wrapped up in cardigans and scarves. — me
Dec 15th
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Dec 13th
I don't know why, you say goodbye.
My housekeeper/nanny of almost nine years is retiring and returning to Bolivia on Tuesday, but she left this afternoon. It’s heartbreaking because I’m going to miss her terribly. She’s a great soul. Life is going to be so much different now. It makes me ponder, though, how this, strange as it may seem, seems to have open a new chapter of my life. Now I’m independent (i.e. I...
Dec 13th
Dec 13th
Dec 11th
Dec 11th
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Dec 11th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 6th
Aggressively mediocre in every single way.
So much to do, so little time.Yeah, yeah, just IB homework shit and the SATs on Saturday morning, which I’m not prepared for at all. My target is an 1800…at the very least. My dream score would be a 2200. (Looks at that and drools). (Wipes drool away). And I have to finish my canvas painting, which is turning out better than expected. I just wish I had more free time, so I could...
Dec 4th
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Dec 3rd
On a lighter note...
The Perks of Being a Wallflower is brilliant.
Dec 1st
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Hello, December
Everything’s changing, and I’m not yet sure if I like it or not, but the dread in the pit of my stomach suggests that everything just may end up terribly wrong.
Dec 1st