February 2012
3 posts
Updated link!
www.thepolitigator.tumblr.com
Understandable
I know I have fallen off the face of the tumblr world, BUT! I bare gifts! Another awesome blog you should follow.
www.thepolitigator.tumblr.com
and I won’t say what it’s about (:
because you can find out yourself.
I hope you guys pay it a visit and maybe even follow <3
January 2012
8 posts
December 2011
25 posts
Last day of the year
This year in summation
My final term of senior year/graduation: This marked the end of a huge chapter… The end of College Academy. I miss it a lot. I met a lot of great people and I hope to maintain our friendships for year to come.
Summer: *refer to previous post* but it was the best ever… enough said.
College: Self-explanatory
Love: I found it and yes it comes when you least...
awesome night.
After a night of gallery hopping, misleading parking lot attendants, and a disgusting amount of cuteness/PDA I am finally home. I missed nights out on the town like these sometimes I forget what the south has to offer. I’m ready to go home though. I miss Gainesville, a lot. I miss waking up to my boyfriend being a stair case away rather than a whole 35 minutes. I miss him. I miss my roommate...
Too too long
I haven’t been held since friday. No one has called me beautiful or played with my hair. No one has had my hand in theirs or wrapped their hands around my waist. I haven’t heard I love you in person or cuddled under warm covers.
None of that has happened since then.
but tomorrow… Tomorrow that all changes (:
and I can’t wait.
That moment when...
You meet someone that was perfectly crafted for you and that better moment when your heart belongs to them the perfect moment when their heart is yours.
Quite the happy camper lately.
November 2011
9 posts
youngcasanovette asked: i love you
orientaltiger:
Everyone around me is talking about sex. I’m in the wrong place oops. Virgin for life.
4 tags
R-bel
It’s weird… I’m in one of those impulsive moods. Those moods where anything that comes to mind is a completely rational action. I want to feel a needle injecting ink on my skin. I want to indulge in the satisfaction of piercing, and inhale the sweet smoke of weed. I want to make out with a stranger, I want to do something I’ll regret.
I feel like there’s something...
October 2011
49 posts