tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305844290960288302024-03-08T02:22:06.144-08:00The Nicest NobodyT H E S E | A R E | M Y | W O R D S | A G R E E | O R | D I S A G R E EUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-22067970134788446442013-06-24T01:20:00.001-07:002013-06-24T01:20:15.163-07:00I'm not really funny- not really- people just don't know what to besides laugh when I try speaking.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-67106046172856063342013-06-24T01:18:00.002-07:002013-06-24T01:18:33.776-07:00Feel free to love me. I don't mind.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-65411193946084638732013-06-24T01:18:00.000-07:002013-06-24T01:18:00.973-07:00<blockquote class="tr_bq">
Late at night, when the house is quiet, I find a happy place with my computer, a blanket, and maybe a snack. </blockquote>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-29873838540191059072013-06-24T01:15:00.002-07:002013-06-24T01:15:56.848-07:00My mom is probably the nicest nobody I've ever met.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-64637123084472968402013-06-24T01:15:00.000-07:002013-06-24T01:15:05.582-07:00Maybe everyone just needs a good nap. Or a hug. Or maybe a group sing along.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-72694692296730637462013-06-24T01:01:00.003-07:002013-06-24T01:01:37.552-07:00My music taste committed suicide a long time ago. Along with my sense of humor.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-59683079891864525632013-06-24T01:00:00.003-07:002013-06-24T01:00:57.888-07:00So summer vacation is basically a constant struggle of trying to keep a normal human being's sleep schedule.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-76580289144180295992013-06-24T00:59:00.001-07:002013-06-24T00:59:56.864-07:00There's a lot of pressure out there on young people to figure out their futures NOW. RIGHT NOW THERE'S NO TIME TO WASTE. When in reality, God could take me tomorrow so then where would all those plans even go? Maybe I'll just travel.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-89657795347013069952013-06-24T00:57:00.002-07:002013-06-24T00:58:07.316-07:00There's something about a guy with a really high singing voice(like soprano) that is just gorgeous to me. It's right up there with sparkly eyes, chiseled jaws, and six packs.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-47948667395825898152013-06-24T00:56:00.002-07:002013-06-24T00:56:29.340-07:00Seriously, sometimes it's really hard to keep faith in people. It's really helpful when they prove me wrong by being beautifully out-of-the-ordinary.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-63679391850571611002013-06-24T00:26:00.001-07:002013-06-24T00:58:40.423-07:00I'm in love with the fact that the most profound people lived the shortest lives.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-530584429096028830.post-27472231618892779172013-06-24T00:12:00.003-07:002013-06-24T00:12:50.112-07:00I've always been an over-thinker. I envy people who can just fall right to sleep at night and not have to lie there "winding down" for hours on end, staring at everything but the inside of your eyelids. So really, I guess I just have a lot of thoughts and no where to really spill them out. That's why I write.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com