February 2010
watching rent for about the 600th time
i want to go see the theatre production of it again!
this movie honestly makes me love life more.
January 2010
off to zias,
catch y’all later.
my arm is asleep. D:
I'd love to be able to like, paint or draw
or something.
not really sure why, but it looks like it’d be so much fun. every artist I know is like smart and funny and like, interesting.
all I can do is press a button on a camera. I mean, I love it to death, it’s my greatest passion but I wish I could do more.
I wish I could write about interesting things other than love, missing and hatred. I want something out of life, I...
good morning!
woke up to an email from my dad, and a text from the sweetest most amazing person in the world, and a smiling mom!
is today going to be a good day?
yes it is!
by the way dad, i’m glad you’ve seen my pictures. I hope you’re proud.
this hasn't happened in a few,
Thank you. Thank’s for making this person hate me, thanks for putting thoughts into their head, thanks for making me almost lose this person but most of all, thanks for leaving.
Thank you.
going to bed soon,
i don’t want to be awake much longer.
i have no feelings, apparently.
theindiehippie:
windowsdown:
When it snows in North Carolina you don’t even need to look outside the window or check the news to know, you just have to get on Facebook to see that 95% of your friend’s status’ are all about it.
it’s supposed to snow in virginia and everyone is seriously freaking out. like stocking up on food. what the hell, it might not even happen and we aren’t having a...
my photographs, check it. →
January 29th, letting go.
showings.
pictures.
contemplating.
losing.
So, today I lost a good friend. Not physically gone, but we are no longer friends. I think I’m gonna be okay. For the first time in a long time, I don’t feel like I’m at a loss or I am to blame. In fact, I feel like this is right. Sometimes people get caught up, and catch people up in them and thats not something I wanted out of...
really though..
why does this chick insist on waking me at 9 in the fucking AM, on my day off, when people are coming in 2 fucking hours..
exlain? anyone?
i didn't realize how good these past few days have...
this is what i get for it.
hello heartache.
bye tumblr
you really are getting deleted soon.
people take everything the wrong way.
ps, just because we fit together like puzzle pieces, doesn’t mean everything else fits the same.
January 28th, celebrate life.
IT’S NICK CARTERS BIRTHDAY. just getting that out there.
religion exam.
downtown.
chillin’ with the best friend.
photoshoot.
Alright, so day I learned a lot about life. Don’t know how, but I did. Somehow, filming clips for this film project we started, photo shoots, getting my ass stuck in the cold downtown, and chilling in the KM, I found life. I’ve realized...
January 27th, opinions.
I don’t mind opinions, in fact I love opinions. But, when your sticking your stuck in the sixties attitude and your closed mindedness down my throat, putting it on social networking sites and yelling about it at home, it’s when I get angry.
Do not tell me a child does not know who or what they are at a young age. They do! You have never experienced that. Do not tell me a person does...
january 27th.
science exam.
day with my honey.
cleaning.
cranky.
So, as i walked into that exam room facing what I soon thought would be the death of me. It was far from that. I got greeted to ‘Alysiagh, fuck off! come here!” and smiles and hugs. I loved it, alot. It pumped me up so much, and I think I raped that exam in the ass!
and then I got home.
part deux, proceeding.
second time my burger was disgusting,
i will never go to burger king again.
EW.
this is the loop --> O
here i am —> :)
i am not in the loop.
this saddens me.
so,
hauntedrobot:
alysiaghrita:
you clearly hate me.
why do i find this so surprising? peace tumblr, your getting deleted soon.
OH NOES ! don’t dieeee !
i think delaney, you just saved a tumblrs life. (:
so,
you clearly hate me.
why do i find this so surprising?
peace tumblr, your getting deleted soon.
i fuucking hate chicks!
how you saying i like all the attention?!
i got someone to call me beautiful and tell me they love me,
i don’t need that.
btw, flattery isn’t when someone constantly calls you pretty..
ots when they’ll do anything for you and thats what kyle does for me..
physics..
only thing leeeeft!
moorning guys!
english exam today. wish me luck!
i hate studying
i feel like im missing out on something.
“motherfuckers best believe it, that your fucking with the best.”
– 3oh!3, study break.
But who, Mark, are you? “Mark has got his work” they say “Mark lives for his work” and “Mark’s in love with his work” Mark hides in his work!
From what?
From facing your failure, facing your loneliness. facing the fact you live a lie. Yes, you live a lie tell you why, you’re always preaching not to be numb when that’s how you thrive you...
i kinda feel
awkward.
not sure why, or wtf is happening to me. but i feel awkward.
gonna start studying for science, and listen to the rent soundtrack.
I love random phone calls
yeabu: leeesha behbeh!
me: haaai boo!
-yelling in background-
everyone: BE OUR GOD!
you really bother me
is it my fault vince likes me? no.
don’t fucking tell me you want me to leave when you go around calling me your best friend. your really gonna let this dude tear us apart.
i can already tell.
whatever. i don’t wanna hear your shit anymore.
Reblog if everyone on Tumblr should have a cuddle...
theindiehippie:
(via acidtongued)
“ignored”
– thanks.
i hope so
cause for me,
i made the best friend, felt the best feelings and laughed some of the best laughs i’ve ever experienced.
okay, its been awhile.
Even though cass only really reads these. (:
Lots of cop related shit, haven’t really been allowed on social networking. but i’m back!
Welcome back to my mind bitcheeeees. :)
By the way, I miss you. I’d do anything to go back to our all night christmas break sessions.
everytime i listen to gaga
i wanna text you, but i feel like i’m a bother.
i miss you
so much, its ridiculous.
im not fucking around
i already told you, dude.
uhm,
that was the cherry on top of the wrost day of my life. goodnight fuckers.
peace.
i wanna wake up tomorrow feeling like p. diddy!
goodnight guys.
-lee$ha out. ;)