Hi,,, not to brag but...
Erin, 17, Scorpio, Senior, Chicago, tall, socially awkward, in a relationship, crazy, funny, creepy, lonely, hyper, weird, talkative, loving, caring, cheerful, sweet, nice, loud, quiet, annoying, picky,
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
-i hate you, but i want you to like me
-i dont really hate you
i only say i hate you to try to convince myself to hate you.
youre not good for me
youre not good for anyone
youre poison
i want to be friends
i want you to text me more often so i can force myself not to reply because i want to punish you for using me.im jealous of my best friend.
i dont know what this is about, but i think i just need to vent out to someone who wont tell me im stupid. i just…
i know i shouldnt care about you, but you damaged my brain to the point of no return.
i wish i could forget
i wish you would go away forever
why do you effect me like this,
this ISNT good.
so it came to my attention, that im am not happy… i mean im happy, just only half the time. i spent all summer doing, well, what you do in the summer… which is nothing. that sounds bad… i did a whole bunch of amazing things with amazing people, but i feel i got nothing done. i dont feel fulfilled.
now i know my friends will read this and think, “well now i feel like shit… shes such an awful friend.” this isnt about any of you… this is about me. i feel i need to put this out there.
i think in order to be happy in life, and with the things you do, you have to a) have something that makes you completely and utterly happy, and b) you have to be happy with your own self.
welp, i dont qualify for either of those.
i realized today, i dont have a hobby or activity that makes me happy… its so of a slap in the face.
my mom is all “what are you going to do when youre out of college, you cant get a job with only a degree in German!” and frankly, i have no goddamn clue what i want to do. so i need to get on that.
so i decided im going to repaint my room. … :)
p.s. im already feeling better.
Ten Years Later: A Tribute 9/11
My favorite 9/11 tribute in New York City can be found in Bryant Park. 2,819 empty chairs on the lawn facing the site where the World Trade Center once stood, one chair for every life lost. The number of empty chairs captures the enormity of the lives lost and the stark emptiness of it just drives home the point that I hope is never forgotten. 2,819 people were here one moment and gone the next. 2,819 went to work or boarded a plane one morning ten years ago thinking it would be another ordinary day and they never came home.
This deserves more notes. Breaks my heart </3
that last picture made my heart sink.
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lol this is why Ravenclaws will never get laid. I speak from experience.