What if we did this journey in the cold instead of the heat? she thought.

The idea sounded appealing to her, she could imagine it so well: every detail that would be change, from waiting in line to receive the car, to the outfit she’d wear, to the feeling shed get walking out of a warm car and seeing her breath float up to the tops of the naked trees; and suddenly she yearned for the winter…

mmm it’s pouring, perfect nap weather— but i have to shower D:

What’s Wrong With This World?

1. People are trying to grow up too fast, what’s the hurry?

2. Parents are NOT parenting!

3. People take the things they did and felt when they were younger way too seriously. I’m sorry but whatever you did when you were twelve does not define who you are. The love of your life— who you met when you were 15 will not be the only love of your life, and probably isn’t even the real thing.

But then what do i do? If i dont have my friends then who do i have? No one.

I am so fucking sick of my friends.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohI was looking for a breath of lifeFor a little touch of heavenly lightBut all the choirs in my head sang, no oh ohTo get a dream of life againA little vision of the sight at the endBut all the choirs in my head sang, no oh ohBut I would need one more touchAnother taste of heavenly rushAnd I believe, I believe it so oh oh ohAnd I would need one more touchAnother taste of divine rushAnd I believe, I believe it so oh oh ohWho’s side am I on? Who’s side am I?Who’s side am I on? Who’s side am I?And the fever began to spreadFrom my heart down to my legsBut the room is so quiet, oh oh ohAnd although I was losing my mindIt was a call that was so sublimeBut the room is so quiet, oh oh ohI was looking for a breath of lifeA little touch of heavenly lightBut all the choirs in my head say, no oh ohTo get a dream of life againA little vision of the sight at the endBut all the choirs in my head say, no oh oh[Instrumental]It’s a long way and it’s come from paperAnd I always say, We should be togetherI can see the look, because this song has endedAnd if you are gone, I will not be long (Be long, be long, be long)And I started to heart it again but this time it wasn’t youAnd the room is so quiet, oh oh ohAnd my heart is the heart of a lifeFor the devil to dance againAnd the room is too quietI was looking for the breath of a lifeA little touch of a heavenly lifeBut all the choirs in my head say no, oh ohBut all the choirs in my head sang no

I really hate him. Who the fuck does he think he is!