it's love, it's not santa claus.

Reblog with your iPod's name.

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 17:25:05 -0500

pimpshaw:

alettertokatie:

-dannx:

abbeyhaynes:

bvac:

tally-youngblood:

donnie-darko:

Craigery Fredward. (:

Adam T. Siska

Enrique Halvorsen

Ivory. :)

“This Ship”

iZoe :)

Carden. It’s signed by Mike Carden too :]

Jacksper….it was Rpattz

Frenchie. iPhone is Kenickie.

RIP Mommy. Three years ago today. 1.16.61 - 11.23.06. This was...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 02:11:18 -0500

RIP Mommy. Three years ago today. 1.16.61 - 11.23.06.

This was the point of my photo album flipping. It’s been three years today since my mom’s suicide and I just… miss her. I wish that was a feeling I could stop but I can’t, there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t miss the hell out of her.

However, I do forgive what she did. She asked me to do that and I realized about about six months ago that I am able to do that. I don’t think she meant to hurt me. I think it’s just something she couldn’t see the way out of and that’s unfortunate and I wish I could have saved her one more time like I had been for years but sometimes, I guess, you just can’t save someone anymore. All will be okay, all has been okay. I just miss her most on this day.

Same day, I was at my grandma’s house in New Hampshire....

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 02:06:32 -0500

Same day, I was at my grandma’s house in New Hampshire. Judging by my placement, I believe I was trying to be a tiger in the jungle or something like that. I also just noticed I have a black eye in these pictures.

While looking through photo albums like I do on this day every...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 02:04:15 -0500

While looking through photo albums like I do on this day every year, I found a couple of gems. Me on July 4, 1992, making me just a few days shy of 6 years old at the time.

Warpaint, RAWR!

ohsnapwordgraphics:electricfeelnow:haygrubb:(via 1-29am) The...

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 01:51:04 -0500

ohsnapwordgraphics:electricfeelnow:haygrubb:(via 1-29am)

The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot - Brand New

It seems these things creep up on me at this time of year.

Bold what you like, strike what you don't.

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 01:21:51 -0500

joellamarano:

jennyeatworld:

ladyinabluedress187:cemeterydrive:ibetitstung:

3oh!3

All Time Low

~~Breathe Carolina~~

Flyleaf

~~Linkin Park~~

~~Forever the Sickest Kids~~

Cobra Starship

The Cab

~~Eyes Set To Kill~~

~~Cute is what we aim for~~

~~Safety Suit~~

Nirvana

~~Brokencycle~~

A Rocket to the Moon

Radiohead

~~The Used~~

Hey Monday

The Beatles

The All-American Rejects

The Academy is…

~~The Saturdays~~

The Who

Kings of Leon

~~Calabrese~~

U2

Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Blink-182

~~The Veronicas~~

Muse

~~We The Kings~~

The Maine

~~Girls Aloud~~

~~Boys Like Girls~~

Plain White T’s

Queen

The Killers

~~Miley Cyrus~~

~~Demi Lovato~~

~~Taylor Swift~~

~~Jonas Brothers~~

~~Selena Gomez~~

~~Metro station~~

Paramore

AC/DC

~~NeverShoutNever!~~

~~Hellogoodbye~~

Death Cab For Cutie

~~Lady GaGa~~

~~Britney Spears~~

~~Senses Fail~~

~~Green Day~~

Mayday Parade

My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-11-15)

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 17:12:35 -0500

My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-11-15):

Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz

Fuck Peyton Manning. Fuck that.

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 00:11:36 -0500

Fuck Peyton Manning. Fuck that.

Gonna see A Christmas Carol with my dad since I have no friends and he’s awesome. I love my...

Sat, 14 Nov 2009 18:22:52 -0500

Gonna see A Christmas Carol with my dad since I have no friends and he’s awesome. I love my daddy.

Got bored and decided to play with my cat.Youtube killed it so...

Sat, 14 Nov 2009 17:32:19 -0500

Got bored and decided to play with my cat.
Youtube killed it so you can’t see her til the end.
Lazy Saturday!

So can I lie in your grave at the edge of the end of the world?

Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:40:15 -0500

It's that time of year

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 02:32:00 -0500

I hate that I will always and forever be a sad person. Even in my happiest moments, I remember what happened and what she did because I want to tell her everything that’s making me so happy. I can’t. I never can. I try to believe that she knows because she’s watching over me but it’s hard to believe things that aren’t tangible.

I hate that this is so much of who I am now. It’s been so long. I said so long. The goodbyes have been said to ashes and to memories and in dreams. The forgiveness has been given. Why is this still so much of me?

I will always miss her. I will always need more than I got. I will always search for a mother figure to cling to and I never wanted to be that person. I will always have questions. I don’t want to be three years removed from her. I don’t want the 23rd to come.

I don’t want to be strong this year and I don’t want to pretend I don’t care when I care so deeply. I want to cry on someone’s shoulder and tell them over and over again, “I miss my mom. I miss my best friend. I miss my superhero.” That’s what she always was even when she was falling apart. She was my superhero. She was the person who kept me safe and who made everything better, even when she couldn’t make herself better. She gave me a home when no one else ever would have and she loved me unconditionally, even though I was such a letdown, because I stayed and I loved her unconditionally.

So I will always ask, “WHY?” Why would she do this? Why would she leave me? Why would she let me find her like that when she knew no one else possibly could? I live with the image I found that night and I will for the rest of my life. And I will live with a war raging inside me between knowing it wasn’t my fault and the guilt of knowing I could have just called her earlier than I did that day. Maybe things would have been different. Maybe I would still have my best friend. Hindsight is 20/20 and nothing is worse than the clarity this brings. Just come home.