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Sat, 04 Apr 2009 15:58:42 -0400

He wants her back...

Wed, 25 Mar 2009 21:33:51 -0400

I don’t have the heart to tell him that he lost her long before they even broke up.

And when it all comes down to it...

Wed, 25 Mar 2009 21:09:13 -0400

What defines a “good” human being?

What’s wrong with making your own mistakes?

Just because I think I will regret something now, doesn’t mean everything won’t work out as planned.

wannathreesome?

Sun, 22 Feb 2009 02:58:28 -0500

You love me

I love him

We’re a happy triangle

With three angles

And a line to connect each

Why can’t we just “work this out”? ;]

—- Kaiya Knox.

hit-or-miss: enamour:(via unexcitable)

Sun, 15 Feb 2009 16:45:58 -0500

hit-or-miss:

enamour:(via unexcitable)

The Ballet Dancer’s Grave by Norbert Maier

Fri, 13 Feb 2009 20:29:45 -0500

The Ballet Dancer’s Grave by Norbert Maier

"I like your Christ. It is your Christians that I do not like. They are so unlike your Christ."

Fri, 13 Feb 2009 18:38:03 -0500

“I like your Christ. It is your Christians that I do not like. They are so unlike your Christ.”

- Ghandi

my nephew CJ and his friend ;D

Fri, 13 Feb 2009 18:21:00 -0500

my nephew CJ and his friend ;D

dear, sweet, apathy.

Thu, 12 Feb 2009 22:30:00 -0500

change is wonderful, welcomed, and necessary.

but that doesn’t make decisions any easier.

twitterbug says...

Thu, 12 Feb 2009 20:22:00 -0500

girls like you are a dime a dozen.

my brian :]

Thu, 12 Feb 2009 20:20:00 -0500

my brian :]

__r ed b ubble

Thu, 12 Feb 2009 15:13:00 -0500

__r ed b ubble:

RedBubble = Win <33

DeviantArt without the FanTarts, and all around amazing. I’m pretty much addicted. It is also much more writer and photographer friendly and provides a more painless way of buying/selling art.

we lost ourselves in the bright lights

Wed, 11 Feb 2009 21:42:00 -0500

I love you.

I love everything we are.

I love that you push me to be everything I can be.

And that you have so much potential.

I don’t know how much longer I will be permitted live in this dream of us, or if, when the time comes, I’ll have a choice.

That scares me more that you could ever know. I’ve let you become my everything.