Tuesday, 17 May 2011

  • Prom? (:

     

     

     

    Hair: Done at a salon, but I had my clip-in extensions in.

    Makeup: Did myself using random eyeshadows. Gold to copper to dark brown. Basically an entire tube of mascara. Black eyeshadow on both waterlines. Liquid and powder foundation, plus bronzer. No fancy, expensive makeup (:

    And for the record, I broke my ankle not too long ago.. soo I chose to forgo the heels!

     

Tuesday, 15 June 2010

  • flying..

    I am falling, I am swirling, I am floating. I am drowning, I am diving, I am twirling. Trapped, stuck, hostage to this ocean of confusion. I am small, I am miniscule, I am little, caged in a huge prison. I am struggling, I am trying, I am reaching, for your hand. Stretching, thrashing, but I still can't reach you. You're farther away than I'd like you to be, constantly out of my reach. My knight in shining armor, afraid to save me. Afraid his armor will rust, less concerned with my heart breaking under this ocean of rejection. I cannot wait, I cannot hurt, I cannot break. Looking away from his reflection, determined to get out alone. Clawing at the water, scrambling to the top. Terrified and alone, pushing until I break surface. If you aren't going to save me, I'll have to save myself.

Monday, 14 June 2010

  • stuck

    I've been stuck in my bed since last Wednesday night. I mean, I've gotten out a few times, mainly when my best friend Savana snuck me out of the house, haha. My ankle is broken, in two different places. I was playing in a softball game on Wednesday night, and I slid into home. Apparently when I slid, my foot twisted the wrong way, because it felt like it was sprained the minute I got up. I figured I would just shake it off, and go up to bat anyways. So after playing on a broken ankle for about 20 more minutes, I turned the wrong way and felt a sharp pain and it felt like something wasn't connected together. Soo I took the out when I went up to bat, and sat down outside the dugout. The minute I took my cleat off, my ankle was the size of a kiwi, and it was disgusting. I called my mom, and she took me to the ER. After spending four or five hours there, I was sent home with a temporary cast, a Vicodin prescription, and more pain than I've ever felt in my life. While I was at my game, my parents were at the nursing home with our family friend, Eddie, who was dying of brain cancer. I had spent the entire day with them at the nursing home, but left for my game because we wouldn't have enough players without me. Around the same time that I broke my ankle, Eddie passed away. Friday, I have an appointment again with the orthopedic surgeon to see if my bones are shifting or not. Since Thursday, I've been in an aircast and encouraged to try and walk on it to stress the fracture. This will let them see if I have to get surgery to insert pins in my bones. Hopefully, my bones decide to stay where they are and I get a more stable cast on Friday. I've had a looong week, but I decided that while I'm down with this injury, I'm going to revamp my blog, and try to write every single day. Between reruns of The Real Housewives of New Jersey, Spongebob, and Top Chef, I'm going insane. I'd love if everyone could recommend some good food, fashion, or teen blogs to me, so I have something to do during the day. Love you allllllll <3

Monday, 02 November 2009

  • I did my chemistry homework because it felt right

    and now I'm leaving this place because it feels like I don't belong.

    You won't understand the reasoning behind my departure. I'm still not even sure that I know myself. I love you. Those three words mean nothing to me anymore, because I've been epically scarred by all whose lips those words have grazed, flowing in my direction. I don't want to grow old knowing that I'll die. I want to control how my life ends, and I want it to be painless, much unlike the rest of my life.

    Think about it. You can say I've lived a charmed life, and I have. But that charmed life has been haunted, in my head, all these years. Forever trying to shut out demons telling me the opposite of what is good for me. I can't stick around any longer for these cruel voices in my head to tear me apart, or for these people to break my heart. In the end, my perfect family, amazing friends, and peppy outlook couldn't pull me back off of the ledge these voices have backed me onto. Their gnashing teeth, carving scars into my legs and wrists, forever broken.

    I'll never measure up to your standards. So turn in my chemistry homework for me, and forget me as soon as you can.

Saturday, 31 October 2009

  • i can't explain how he makes me feel

    Like, if you could sit in a room with your heart beating crazily for about two hours, then you know how I feel everytime I'm around him. I can't stand when he's mad at me, and he lets me cry to him when I'm upset. He just listens & holds me, then wipes the tears off my cheeks and finds a way to make me happy again. He does all the things to make me smile, and I'm finally so happy in a relationship. But of course, there's someone blocking my complete happiness. Can you not just be happy for me? I don't understand why it's such a big deal that I want to be with my boyfriend instead of my friends sometimes.

Thursday, 15 October 2009

  • above it all.

    i am flying, floating above reality. freedom leaves a sweet taste on my tongue, and my thoughts zoom even faster than my entire body, racing through the atmosphere. my skin is on fire, crawling as the flames lick my flesh. you're eating me alive, tearing me apart piece by piece. my light goes out, leaving typically bright eyes dull and lifeless. i'm losing every ounce of myself, and you're stealing my heart right out of my chest. my feet aren't touching the ground, and i'm spinning out of control. your eyes are boring into my soul, ripping apart every ounce of dignity i once possessed. scars push themselves out of my skin a little further, making everyone aware of the intentions behind those self-infliced wounds. my story wedges itself out of my mouth, not stopping even by force. jaw clenched tight, my pain still seems to seep from every orafice. i take one look at myself, and i don't blame you for not wanting me. not one bit.

Tuesday, 06 October 2009

  • Know any good music? [READ, COMMENT, & REC PLEASE :)]

    My musical personality varies from new country to oldschool rap. Inbetween those two are also modern rap, R&B, alternative, indie, acoustic, screamo, pop, and a few supermainstream annoying songs that you just can't get out of your head.

    But I have a dilemma.

    My big brother bought me an iTouch (YAY! but that isn't the dilemma)

    and it has 16gb of memory

    I have about 8gb taken up on it,

    and I am in desperate need of new music.

    My old songs are getting rather stale.

    To give you a sense of my types of music, I'll put my iPod on shuffle, and give you the first fifty that cycle through.

    Don't judge me :D

    1. I Write Sins Not Tragedies by P!ATD (old P!ATD is legendary. gotta keep it on the old ipod (: )
    2. Angel by Natasha Bedingfield
    3. Unwell by Matchbox Twenty
    4. The Phrase that Pays by The Academy Is...
    5. Banana Pancakes by Jack Johnson
    6. New Soul by Yael Naim
    7. Photographic Memory by Sky Eats Airplane
    8. Mad by NeYo
    9. Save Your Scissors by City & Colour
    10. Sorry to Interrupt by Backseat Goodbye
    11. Lasting Impressions by The Starting Line
    12. Blow by Rick Ross
    13. How Forever Feels by Kenny Chesney
    14. Mr. White by A Cursive Memory
    15. My Girl by The Temptations
    16. Remembering Sunday by All Time Low
    17. Knocked Up by Kings of Leon
    18. Crazy Ex-Girlfriend by Miranda Lambert
    19. Don't Trust Me by 3oh!3
    20. Momentum by The Hush Sound
    21. How You Love Me Now by Hey Monday
    22. Honey & The Moon by Joseph Arthur
    23. Birthday Sex by Jeremih
    24. Hurricane Streets by Hey Monday
    25. My Apologies by The Hush Sound
    26. Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson
    27. To Trixie & the Reptile, Thanks by Chiodos
    28. I Told You So by Keith Urban
    29. Time after Time by New Found Glory
    30. Waddle by Gorilla Zoe
    31. Better than a Psychic by Mercedes
    32. Stand by Me by the Temptations
    33. T-shirt by Shontelle
    34. She's Country by Jason Aldean
    35. 6 Minutes by Lil Wayne
    36. Let me See the Booty by The Dream
    37. Midnight Highway by Daphne Loves Derby
    38. Little Bitty by Alan Jackson
    39. Hourglass by The Hush Sound
    40. Cold as Fire by Britney Spears
    41. Daughter by John Mayer
    42. Attention Attention by The Academy Is...
    43. Corona & Lime by Shwayze
    44. I Can Tell You're Lying Because Your Lips are Moving by The Apathy Eulogy
    45. Turn My Swag On by Soulja Boy
    46. Ransom by Drake & Lil Wayne
    47. Whats a Goon To a Goblin by Lil Wayne
    48. We Be Steady Mobbin by Lil Wayne
    49. Take Your Sweet Time by Jesse McCartney
    50. Harder to Breathe by Maroon 5

    Do you have any song/band/artist suggestions based on this small sampling of my musical likes?

    Please comment with a suggestion & recommend so I can fill up my iPod (:

Sunday, 27 September 2009

  • Maybe

    Maybe I'm absolutely insane. Maybe I put myself into the situations that cut my heart in half and leave me with more battle wounds than I can handle. Maybe I let myself into these types of things because I know that I will heal in time. Maybe I shouldn't wait for you. Maybe I'm an idiot for listening to everything you say, and willingly believing you. Maybe I can be completely happy by myself. Maybe I don't want to be without you. Maybe I'm too far gone. Maybe I'll come to my senses. Maybe I'm a game to you. But in all the wondering, I can't help but thing, that maybe it'll all be worth it ♥

Tuesday, 22 September 2009

  • you're my kind of heroine

    My nails are blood red, with a shimmer if it's in the right light. I have a bandaid wrapped around my pointer finger, nursing a wound from my stained glass class. Sharpie marker covers my hand. A small peace sign by my thumb, "stay strong" scrawled along my wrist, reminding me not to let these cruel high school girls get to my head. Homework assignments dot the top of my hand, in clean, precise handwriting. My hands are small, leading to thin wrists. Muscular, smooth arms. Tanned and defined from days working and playing in the sun. Collarbones poking out of freckled skin, my hands always find their way to these odd bones when I feel awkward. Modest chest, not big enough to be a hassle, but not small enough to make me unhappy. Love handles, chunky stomach. Small diamond lodged in my navel, tan lines where my bathing suit bottoms were over the summer. Thick, muscled thighs. Strong calves, adorable feet. Tiny round toes, perfectly pudgy on the bottom. Toenails the same color as my fingernails, but little stars dotting my big toenails. Back up to my collarbones, leading to my neck. Kisses planted here are remembered. A silver chain hangs loosely, a small silver turtle, dotted with green rhinestones dangling off of it. Pink shell-shaped ears, intersected by two star earrings in each ear, and a small diamond in the cartiladge of my right ear. Chipmunk cheeks, forever blushing due to fair skin, turn even more pink when complimented. A normal nose with a bump in the bridge, an awful battle scar from a hard candy fight. Bubblegum colored lips, coated in a perpetual armor of chapstick. Big blue eyes, with a circle of yellow surrounding my pupils are protected by long, black lashes. Green and purple eyeshadow, completely opposite, but working together in perfect proportions. Lashes coated in mascara, lengthening them so much that they touch my brow bones. Eyeliner on the right spot underneath my eyes, defining almond shaped eyes. Plucked eyebrows, filled in with pencil. Forehead, burning hot where lips touched it last night. Chestnut colored hair pushed back by a zebra headband. Barely staying in my ponytail holder, messy as can be. Straight and thin, silky and shiny.

     

    After years of hating my body, I've finally come to love it how it is. ♥

Monday, 07 September 2009

  • My Confessions (:

    I've caught the confession bug. And I can't fall asleep. But regardless, I'm going to share ten of my most awkward/funny/unique quirks about me (:

    1. When I was little, I used to put myself to sleep by sucking on my left thumb and twirling my hair around my right index finger. This left me with slightly bucked teeth that actually work on my face, and a habit that's stuck around forever. Not the thumb sucking, which actually continued until I was six. But I'll be sitting in one of my many classes, and find myself twirling my hair. It comforts me (:

    2. I have weird ways of eating certain things. Like a Twix, I'll eat the edges, then scrape the caramel off with my teeth, and eat the cookie part by itself. I peel my hot dog skin off and eat it seperate, and I peel anything that I can before I eat it. I don't know what made me start doing it, I just remember doing it for as long as I can think back.

    3. I've had 12 piercings in my 16 years. These began when I was thirteen and got my belly button pierced. Don't worry, I was three days away from my fourteenth birthday and have never had problems with it. Four of those piercings were regular lobe piercings and then my second set of those. Two were cartiladge, one being a helix and the other a tragus. My nose, monroe, and right labret were also pierced at one point. Smiley/Frowney were both pierced as well. The only piercing I still have in today is my belly button.

    4. I love wrestling. Not WWE and the fake, staged shows on TV. But the sport. You know, like the wrestling team at school? My brother wrestled the entire time I was growing up, and I guess being around it so much made me love it. Now I'm a wrestlerette at my school (not a cheerleader for wrestling. more like a manager) and I get so excited when I think about the upcoming wrestling season.

    5. I love my photography hobby/future career, but sometimes I get incredibly frustrated with it. Some days, my pictures just don't turn out how I want them to, and I just want to throw my camera. But I don't. Mainly because it cost me eight hundred dollars. I know I need to learn to be patient, but I don't think thats coming anytime soon.

    6. I'm the 2012 Class President at my high school. This requires me to organize fundraisers, t-shirt sales, and float building for homecoming. I also help decorate and brainstorm for dances and such. So far, I love it (:

    7. I have this thing that all my friends call my "shiver disease." It's not a disease, but I'm chronically cold. Therefore, I shiver alot. Sometimes violently. I'm not going to lie, it's hilarious. I had my phone in my hand the other day, and it literally flew across the room when I shivered.

    8. I secretly want to be a cosmetologist/photographer. Everyone tells me I'm too smart to do something like that, but I'm so scared that I'll get myself trapped in a career where I'll just blend in all the time, and end up losing my sense of individuality.

    9. I don't dress to impress unless I feel it's necessary. For school, you'll find me in comfy jeans, sweatshirts, and t-shirts. On certain days, I'll wake up early enough to dress slightly cute, but it's a rare occasion. I love to dress up for dances or fancy dinners, but I don't obsess about clothing. I like to be comfortable.

    10. My hair is incredibly thin. Like, take five pencils, and hold them in your fist. that's about how big my ponytail around. I think that my four year old niece's hair is thicker than mine. It makes me sad ): People who sell hair thickeners advertise towards people like me!

    Of course, these are only the top ten things that are on my mind at this exact moment. I'm sure you'll see more of my odd quirks peeking out through my posts, but you'll have to watch carefully (:

    What are your odd quirks? Are you going to post your confessions?

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  • My camera completes my life. Green is my favorite color, as well as the only color of fruit snacks I don't like. My nail polish is always chipped, and I'm only free when I'm outdoors. Comfy jeans and soft hoodies are my daily uniform, although I wish I cared more about fashion. My puppy is practically my child, and I'm consistently becoming more and more creative ♥
  • tori_deanne
    constant heartache. ha
  • wussuh_imlilyx
    :D hallow. nice blog; heart ache?