No Courtney, Bad girl Courtney! Stop blushing you idiot. You can't do this shit again!
But I can't stop myself from blushing. I'm so screwed.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
.Miserable At Best. < / 3
"Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best"
Dear Dad,
I know it's a love song. But it hits me. And it makes me think of you.
There hasn't been 1 day in the past 4 years, 4 months and 20 days that you haven't crossed my mind.
And I HATE you for it.
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best"
Dear Dad,
I know it's a love song. But it hits me. And it makes me think of you.
There hasn't been 1 day in the past 4 years, 4 months and 20 days that you haven't crossed my mind.
And I HATE you for it.
.This explains everything. < / 3
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
.I'm Sorry.
Here's a list of 20 good reasons why you, and no one else should like me:
I'm sorry I'm such a pessimist.
- I complain, a lot.
- I'm a bad student
- I'm selfish
- I don't think before I act
- I'm clingy
- I don't like change
- I don't stick to what I say I'll do
- I'm forgetful
- I remember stupid little things rather than the good
- I have a short temper
- I'm immature
- I get really bad mood swings
- When I 'fall' down I manage to bring everyone with me
- I'm a hypocrite
- I lie
- I have double standards
- I'm mentally unstable and get jealous really easily
- I hold grudges
- I'm lazy
- I'm fat.
I'm sorry I'm such a pessimist.
.What Happened?. ♥
I miss being able to talk to people easily... and not find it hard to make conversation.
I find it weird that we used to be able to talk for hours and hours... and still always have something to say... I find it weird that as one thing changes... everything else goes with it.
This isn't a complaint. More a worry... Something's changed and I'm not sure what it is. But I know it has...
Maybe... it was me.
I find it weird that we used to be able to talk for hours and hours... and still always have something to say... I find it weird that as one thing changes... everything else goes with it.
This isn't a complaint. More a worry... Something's changed and I'm not sure what it is. But I know it has...
Maybe... it was me.
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