dirtymind.

i really want some hot chocolate.

why doesn't every holiday have music?

it doesn't seem fair to thanksgiving.

if i was a holiday, (i don't know what the hold up is either.) then i would want a catchy tune.

Chris isn't talking to me.

i don't know why either.

According to Paul i'm the cutest girl in the world. *heart.*

why am i so freaking cute?

i really disagree.

i don't think i'm pretty, and i surely don't think i'm cute.

weird towns.

getting it right.

my favorite word is: Silly.

and the fact that facebook doesn't contain an "Dude, Is that your mom?" page makes me sad.

because moms like...hot ones deserve a page.

just saying.

i forgot.

Montana has never really been my definition of beautiful,

but recently..

she has been.

and because she's so pretty.

i was a facebookcreeper. and downloaded her pictures for you to enjoy.

she's also my best friend, so...

she deserves her own post.

useless characters.

if i could sit and eat light and fit yogurt.

while stumbling upon things.

while listening to john mayer.

for the rest of my life.

i would never go insane.

How dare you say it's nothing to me?

i wish i could express my thoughts to other people like i do on here.

i find it pretty silly.

i have self confidence issues.

i wish i didn't.

but...i wish a lot of things.

i settle for my looks.

or at least the looks i've got.

i'm somewhat decent looking in my opinion.

i like my eyes.

but i don't have what some might call the full package.

my friends do.. Or at least i think they do. i'd never tell them that. but it's true.

they're all beautiful. i'm sure you'd like some detail.

i'll start with Shereese.

mainly because i think she's the prettiest.

but don't tell her.

her confidence is outstanding.

it makes me envious of her.

she's naturally gorgeous. i wouldn't have her any other way,

the way she could wear sweat pants to a beauty contest and beat every chick in there.

i guess Nathalie's next.

i could refer to her as repunzel.

she deserves it.

she's beautiful.

no other way to describe her.

she can't help it. i don't mind.

who's next...

Lindsey. which she would've came first. but i don't see her everyday.

i swear she's the cutest thing i ever did see...

her pictures make me jealous.

even her friends make me jealous.

i have jealousy issues.

oh well. pretty girls.

next, is Alli.

i miss Alli.

i never really see her anymore.

then again, i'm glad. i couldn't stand it.

i've always had issues with wanting to be like Alli.

and i'm trying to get over those.

she's gorgeous. her little petite body, and her green eyes...

which i love.

i want green eyes.

i should really work on my confidence.

Alyssa? yes.

she's beautiful.

her pictures are beautiful.

not as good as Lindsey's i must say.

but still amazing.

she acts a way that people don't seem to notice.

i've always liked that about her.

although she left me a long time ago.

she left me for Alli.

but it saddens me to say, i don't really see her with Alli anymore.

i can tell Alli misses her.

i guess i'm done rating my friends.

i like to change colors.

i guess you can see why i feel so...not pretty all the time?

i like the way my mind works though.

don't get me wrong.

i wouldn't change that for the world.

but i wouldn't share it with the world either.

i'm sick of constant fake confidence.

when...i'm not confident in my looks.

i'm confident in myself.

the fact that God made me beautiful.

and that's alright with me.

i'm me.

whoever that is.

i'm still trying to figure that out.

when i do.

i may let you guys know.

then again..

maybe..

i won't.

i told you he was photogenic.

i sound depressed. i'm not. i promise.

you all may think i'm out of my mind.

but..

i'm in love.

i'm happy.

i'm friendly.

i'm smiley.

i'm sleepy.

i'm lovely.

i just think differently.

natalie is different.

Natalie is happy with her difference.

music overflows my mind.

i take photos of a stuffed lion.

he's very photogenic.

i search the world wide for anyone who seems to understand.

i haven't finished my search with result.

and that's okay...

with me.

s n a p.

photography is my only avenue.

elegance.

she fights for her life, as she puts on her coat.

and she fights for her life on the train.

she looks at the rain as it pours.

according to you.

According to you, i'm stupid.

i'm useless.

i can't do anything right.

according to you, i'm difficult, hard to please...

forever changing my mind.

i'm a mess in a dress, can't show up on time.

even if it would save my life.

according to you... according to you...

But according to him..

I'm beautiful.

Incredible.

he can't get me out of his head.

According to him..

i'm funny, irresistible.

everything he ever wanted.

everything is opposite.

i don't feel like stopping it.

tell me baby, what've i got to lose?

He's into me for everything i'm not.

according to you.

According to you..

i'm boring.

i'm moody.

you can't take me anyplace.

according to you.

you lied.

to me.

the truth is now unrealistic between us.

where did our time go?

i'm shaking.

i won't be back to see you.

i won't wander through your woods.

you won't wander through my mind.

i'll swim for salvation.

i'll be in this water.

it is bright.

it is cheery.

the world above me.

is dark.

it is dreary.

i'll blow bubbles.

i will float 'round about.

i will waste my dreams away.

under the water, i will stay.

i don't believe in you.

i told you this would happen.

sleep.

yours.

i want to be wanted.

by you.

but it hasn't been possible.

and that's okay with me.

i don't have to be yours.

my scars are your burden.

these pieces.

they belong to you.

coincidence.

but i don't want them.

help.

love.

that's all i need.

really.

i will be alone.

i will follow my dreams.

i will be away.

i will be made new.

i wish cherry blossoms could bloom in my mind.

uncover.

world war number.

294.

my mind. now.

debating is a thing that frightens me.

greatly.

i wonder.

i wonder.

i wonder.

he loves me.

not.

behind me.

is it called withdrawal?

leave that balloon on the cement.

you don't need it anymore.

leave his kisses on the sidewalk.

or they'll come knocking at your door.

just disappear in my arms.

shatter into me.

thousand.

loneliness is a pleasant word.

loneliness is a goal of mine.

i just want to succeed my personal expectations.

i deleted the blog i owned.

i needed a change.

i feel change.

i have nothing to lose but my dignity.

that's a lot to lose.

give it up for me please.

if you know what's good for you.

my life is bewteen the spacebars.

I just realized how routine my life is.

i never experience anything differently.

i want to get out. of here.

i want to live life to the fullest capacity.

without constant communication.

i want to live life outside of the bubble.

i am a free bird.

you will struggle to tie me down.

change?

it's as if i'm driving. and all the street lights. go dark. behind me.

i keep going.

life goes on.

you don't know what i'm saying.

but that doesn't matter to you.

the nails on my fingers gleam in the sun.

but their length is..

he has abandoned me.

i really have no care anymore.

am i scared? yes. but not for me.

i just want to write my own thoughts down.

without being judged.

without being punished.

i look to you.