Rocked that shit, bitch.
idledreamer: I’m contemplating a drastic haircut. Thoughts? It wouldn’t let me finish answering, so here’s the full answer: NO. Well, maybe. I think it might look cute. Maybe just above shoulder length? I’d consider that :P <3
I NEED TO TUMBL THIS.
I JUST FOUND OUT THAT MS BUNCH IS A THETA. NOT ONLY IS SHE A THETA, SHE’S FROM MY CHAPTER. OH. MY. GOD. GRRRRAWRF. Words cannot express how much that lady fucked my life over by not keeping her mouth shut and overstepping her boundaries. Mehhh. I hope she never comes to any alum events, or I’ll have to be cordial to her. And I will be, in my own sickeningly sweet way.
I’m sorry for being so delinquent in letting you know about my life. I will try to be better about it in the future. Love, Alyssa
You are so much more than my lonely heart ever believed it deserved.– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. That the...– iwrotethisforyou
Distance should never get in the way of love.
I looked, and now my stomach is in a knot.
alrightimdone: (via lyssamae Looked at what? Things I shouldn’t have. It’s a mutual bad habit. I don’t remember what specifically now, because now my stomach’s in a knot about other things.
So. Catharsis. Realization, rebirth, rebeginning.
Let’s approach the time we have left with a reckless abandon of happiness and fun and enjoyment. Let’s not focus on then, let’s focus on now. I will try my hardest to live by the above notion. I promise.
alrightimdone: Just broke up with boyfriend, let the compulsive tumblring begin. :[
I am an emotional wreck right now.
Not that you’d be able to tell by looking, but I am. This isn’t okay.
in praise of sentimentalism.
looktothestarsandsee:paintmyblood:sincerelydear:hennypotter:dontbelievethehype:expectingra: To first kisses on couches, arms around shoulders and a neck craning to reach your mouth when we least expect it. To first kisses in doorways, bent over to reach me. To kissing against walls, made of brick or cement or whatever most walls are made of. To that looking past your shoulder feeling and...
Valentine's Day was awesome.
We celebrated on Saturday with dinner at the Brasserie Louis (filet mignon & creme brulee deliciousness), took a nap till 9, and then played candy poker & Scattergories for a while. After that, we went up to my room and had superawesome sexytimes, and then watched the Olympics with Leah, Amber, Rob, and a friend of Amber’s. I got to fall asleep in the arms of the man I love, and it...
We celebrated Valentine's Day yesterday.
We went to the Brasserie Louis, and I had a steak. It was delicious. Zak proceeded to narrate my entire meal. “Oh, the inhumanity!” “Goodbye, cruel world…” “What if *you* were the one covered in strawberry sage sauce?!” “Ouch!” There was absolutely nothing he could say that would have wrecked that meal for me.
Today (Sunday, February 14, 2010) is one year and six months from #2. Today, I walked down the path that Sami and I burned pictures of Brad & me at prom. I walked down it proudly, with my head held high. Today, I was not breaking inside. Today, I made it without crying or getting violent at people for their word choice. And there was plenty of opportunity for it. Today was a good day.
Doing yoga now. 3-5 times a week for 30 minutes.
First day down, and I feel excellent. My back and shoulders are really tight, but I knew that already. Looking forward to a shower and a back massage :]
He’s by far the best I’ve ever had. What if he’s had better than me? I don’t want to feel judged. I know I’m super awesome, but still.
You could be less of a douche about everything. That would be nice.
i will forever be in awe of the fact that people...
looktothestarsandsee: i am a fucking handful. i’m temperamental. i sometimes say things i don’t mean at all. i can be a bitch. I apologize too often, even for things i can’t control. i blow things out of proportion. i repeat myself quite often. i’ve done things i’ve said i would never do. i mean, if i were my friends, i probably wouldn’t put up with me, but i am so fucking thankful that...
I love her and that’s the beginning of everything.– ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald (via gatekeeper)
Today, I will not cry.
That is also a lie.
We’re all broken enough to be humble.
So Tom hit me in the head with a tire iron last...
best. superbowl. evarrr. That might have been a lie.
Today is anniversary number two of event number...
I am not okay.
i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite a new thing. Muscles...– e.e. cummings
I looked, and now my stomach is in a knot.
I don't want to worry about "what happens when"
I just want to live and love with you in the here and now.