December 2010
120 posts
laura-marie-920 asked: Well I'm new to this whole Tumblr thing, but I was reading your blog and some of the things you said, such as that poem you wrote really made me think. I had no idea you felt this way about yourself, and about how others perceive you. We used to be good friends and I know we have not talked in a while, but I really do care about you, Summer. I know how you feel because people put me down all...
Diagnostic
I think I broke my tailbone..
New Yearz EVE
How has my life changed over the past year?
Well this is stupid, too.
Everyone changes over a day.
Let alone a year.
I’m more mature, I’m wiser, and I dont put up with people’s shit anymore.
money in da bankk
What I’ve eaten today?
Well this is stupid.
I had a yogurt, Whodemame from my work, and pizza.
Too sleepy to do anything
Write about your last birthday
I’d rather not… but.
My friend threw me a party. Recently, she had been having an ‘affair’ thing with a guy I really loved.
The whole afternoon - before the party - all they were doing was making out.
so I went downstairs to the liquor, and I drank way too much Captain Morgan.
Following that, I finished off half a bottle of vanilla...
We'll just keep running from tomorrow
A confession
I want to say that I miss you
I want to say that I need you
But a confession is something you’re completely honest about.. and I dont think I’m ready to admit to myself who exactly I miss. and who exactly I need.
So, confession.
If my friends are going to be fake with me, I have no problem being fake right back.
No bed is better than your own bed
– Isa Terrell
shadows shape my vision
i miss my bed.
and that sound.. the sound of snow in a tv
it fills my head
Bullet your whole day:
I woke up
I went to the mall
I went to Ikea
I pierced my nose
I ate mexian
and now I’m drowning in my own self concious.
He sees you when you're sleeping
So ready to be leavinggg this town.
San Francisco, doll face!
See you all on Wednesdayyy<3<3
You’re fat. You really are
– My sister
And I'm alone in my bed. I'm alone.
Write about your relationship status:
Uh, I’d rather not.
I hate
That moment when you realize there is nothing left to say.
Urban Dictionary
Summer:
A crazy bitch slut that’s from California.
She’s a bitch, but she doesn’t give a fuck.
The only words a Summer knows how to say are:
*weed
*bitch
*vodka
if you don’t play like a man you get played like a...
I don’t know about you.. But….
SOOOO FUCKINGKE NFGKJS HDFSDAFKA SD STOKEDDD!<3<3<3<3
i have no life..
Finally, the sky is clear of rain.
Write about something you worry about a lot.
I know it sounds cliche, but I’m always worrying about my self appearance.
People tell me I’m pretty, and that I’m not fat, but to be honest..
They are all wasting their breath in the long run. I’m flattered at first, but then I know that I could be prettier. and that I could be skinnier.
I could be a really hot chick...
The prettiest girls do the ugliest things
and all we see is rain
What are your plans for the future? Far and near.
Near plans?
Tonight I’m gettin real slutty and goin to the Grad.
With my girlies. Cause I’m a reallll classy bitch.
I’m going to SF for Christmas, and plan to iceskate, and get my nose pierced.
Far plans?
I’m on the search for peace within. I wont stop until I have it.
I plan to be successful. Very successful.
and I...
I'm better than that
Whore.
jazminesflour asked: Did you write that 'visions' poem? It's really good. I mean, despite the morbid, sad meaning of it all, I really like it.
Reading all your sad posts makes me sad :( If you ever need anything, I want you to know that I'd be there for you, even though we're not close or anything.
Reading all your sad posts makes me sad :( If you ever need anything, I want you to know that I'd be there for you, even though we're not close or anything.
I am doing things that are true to me. The only thing I have a problem with is...
Visions
Envisioning how easy it would be for me to give up.
Finish off that damn bottle of pills, cause I dont give a fuck.
Anymore.
I want it to end, I know that forsure.
Watch the events that led up to this slip through my fingers.
The faces, the people. In my memory, they linger.
The feelings, the hurt, the heartache. They linger.
I’ve already lost so much in this game called Life.
So, I...