Sunday, November 24, 2013

Day and Night



Lyric Mash up

Step 1: Put your songs on shuffle
Step 2: Play your songs on shuffle
Step 3: Take A line from each song
Step 4: Put them together
Step 5: Give it a title




I don’t know who you think I am,

I grew up a screw up,

and you don’t even know yet.

The suns in the sky

So when you leave please don’t leave your love in the sun, my heart will melt away

you can’t deny your looking for the sunset.

Livin in that 21 century

Ill take my time we’ll be all night,

while i’m wide eyed and i’m so damn caught in the middle,

i’ll be looking at the stars all night thinking how I can I get away.


How to


  1.  Don’t be basic 
  2. Don’t be a bitch
  3. Do cool shit
  4. Stop swearing






Monday, November 18, 2013

For you



Only you will understand and that’s all that matters.



Damn it your good.

Good at making me laugh.

Good at knowing what to say.

Good at being sick. Which is bad.

Good at being strong.


Just Good.


Every day ill deny were growing farther apart.
Cause we freakin arn’t.

Different people will come and go from our lives but i’m still here and so are you. 

Say what you want but luna is the moon.

Say what you want but your a dreamer and reality can’t stop you.

Say what you want but your freaking hot.

Im so glad I don’t have to say goodbye to you just yet, 

but when we eventually do I’ll only say see you soon.

And you’ll say luna’s not the moon.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Opposite Day



Honest blogging = Lots of Lies
Or more so my confession to my lies.

  1. Jenny Band, On my cheers blog post when I commented back to your comment and I said “cheers to you, and i’m actually holding a glass of orange juice up to the screen” .... I wasn’t. I was just trying to be creative. I don’t even think there was any orange juice in my fridge.
  2. Yup I cheated on that test. and that one and that one. Sinner... 
  3. Sister dear, I stole your clothes and was really sad that I couldn’t post an insta wearing it because I looked real good but then you would have noticed what I stole.
  4. You did not look cute today.
  5. That kiss was a little bit longer than I originally told you.
  6. I cried a lot harder than I will ever tell you. 
  7. I don’t actually know all the words to that song we listen to driving in the car. When I don’t know the lyrics I just turn away from you so it seems like I know them. 
  8. I laughed when I saw your wedding invitation. Happy 5th birthday and congrats on getting married. *cough mormons cough*

Death Wish


Im gunna die

Warning Warning. This post isn't very interesting.
This isn’t for you it’s for me. You can read it if you want but its just what I want to happen when I die. 

If my body isn’t mangled then have a viewing.
At the viewing I want to have John mayer playing the whole time.
I can’t decide what clothes I want to be buried in yet, but a pretty cream lacy dress, my hair curled with daisy’s all around me and a flower crown with little pale pink flowers on a green viney stem with tiny white circular dot flower things too sounds good.. I hope that makes sense cause when i’m dead ill be really picky about what I look like.
Make sure there are pictures everywhere or a slide show or something. 
So here’s the thing I can’t decide if I want to be buried after the viewing so people can visit my grave or do I want to be burned to ashes so I can be turned into tiny diamond rings for my loved ones... yes that is possible, my mom’s going to do it.
If I am buried I want to go down in a wooden casket, sounds nice. 
There is a treasure chest on the desk in my room with notes from my best friends. Give those back to them.

Remember me.


Ill keep adding to this so when I die all you have to do is check out my blog and see my death wish.

Monday, November 4, 2013

Cheers






Cheers

Cheers for you and all the reasons you need to dull the pain. Sip away reality. Let yourself escape.
Raise a glass to all those who need some serious help.

Cheers to the girl who won’t talk to that boy she sits next to in english class because she’s too scared.
To the Blog that doesn’t have a comment.
To the slut who was really good at baseball terms.

Cheers to my vocabulary. 
To finding Egyptian pyramids on google earth.
To buying a monthly membership on club penguin for just $7.25.

Cheers to drunks trying to dull their pain, and Cheers to who they place their pain on. 

Cheers to Augustus Waters. 
To my cats love life. 
To pork chops and how they make me feel sad now. 
To that door step scene that went so bad I didn’t talk to you for a week, or two.

Cheers to pennies. 
To the boy I screwed over.
To organic Macaroni.

To the worm on the end of the hook wishing it were 10 feet under ground. 
To her corpse 10 feet under ground. 

Cheers to escaping reality, if that’s possible.

Just cheers damn it.