February 2009
32 posts
baylor, University of Texas, University of Illinois three down six to go.
today i got my acceptance letter to University of Illinois.
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and to their school of art and design
so i sat in my car after school and screamed and screamed and screamed and cried at the imaginary people sitting in front of me.
fleet foxes- white winter hymnal
BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
things i would like to say to people. since i can’t really do that. there’s no better place to leave it than on lj. they aren’t very positive or enjoyable to read…since i would obviously say those things aloud. . i will never forgive you for what you said to me. you’re just poor, sweet, innocent, _. no one would ever blame you for anything. no one would ever see it...
natalie portman can’t possibly be any more lovely than she already is!
“The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own...”
– From the book I’m reading, by Sylvia Plath. (via aaronbruh) (via severedepression) (via goosebumpsfitsandmalaria) (via babydeer) (via hit-or-miss) (via quote-book)
VASE took up the entire day. the two pieces i entered advanced to state. qualifications were traumatizing, one piece was too large, and i had to crop it, but this turned out making it look better… then….oh…lord. creepy cafe europe Brian…decided to show up. how he got there? i don’t know. WHY he drove all the way to clements to go to a high school art contest i...
to christina
i don’t know anymore. i can’t even tell myself what’s going on…so i just shove it to the side. i don’t know how to tell people. i feel like it’s a lot less awful than how it makes me feel. i guess my problems don’t merit the unhappiness.
i don’t know.
todayihadalotofpills that i wasn’t supposed to take.
“I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing about...”
– J.D. Salinger’s The Catcher in the Rye (via tizzoast)
f my life. →
This I believe.
i wrote this for NPRs This I believe….
www.thisibelieve.org
Running around my cluttered kitchen, with an oven preheating to sweltering temperatures, and a red kitchen aid whirring in the background, I double check the recipe. The recipe I have transformed into a batch of cupcakes so many times, I can not fathom a number. Despite how well the teaspoons of Madagascar bourbon vanilla are...
oh, this would happen
my mother found my cigarettes
what an unhappy life i create for the people around me.
four months? six months? how many months untill i’m out of here?
i’m applying to alamo drafthouse tomorrow.
hopefully a job along with my ridiculous class load will keep me insane.
oh how they talk.
Jeff Grogan during rehearsal
“SUBDIVISION IS THE SECRET TO LIFE!!!” as he continues to conduct Jupiter by Holst.
he also said
you should be frustrated by the things you are passionate about
if you aren’t, then you need to find something else.
this man is unbelievable.
fuck my life.
i feel like everything is
spiraling towards the bottom, only i’m perpetuating it to do so
and not trying to stop the movement
i’ve never felt as inexplicably alone as i do now
deviant art →
today
today i hit the bottom
hard
“There is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it...”
– “Wasted,” Marya Hornbacher
“Is art entertainment? Art teaches us about who we are. Entertainment tells us...”
– Justin Dillon, back of a starbucks cup
