January 2011
1 post
December 2010
4 posts
: Fuck it. →
fuckyeahcmb:
You’re all aware of the pure horse shit that happened on Twitter yesterday for over six hours, right? If you don’t, I’ll give you a QUICK overview of it so you’ll understand why I’m ranting.
RazB (@razb2k) from B2K tweeted about Chris Brown (@chrisbrown) saying this. You read it? Okay, that’s…
Lady Gaga taught me Its okay to be different....
November 2010
5 posts
October 2010
8 posts
everytime-you-lie:
helloimashley:
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Watchistay4diq:
-nickjjonas:
neverwilliletyoudown:
-sugar:
itsemilyxx:
troioikelley:
omgjennnaydx:
cynthiayun:
nancyzhangg:
jessicasim:
milyza:
brittanychangg:
itsajyall:
b-boyfirefist13:
niqqayer:
dallywally:
selenadoll:
FOREVER ON MY BLOG
(via -hotanddangerous)
this is a fucking trip
ALWAYS REBLOG
well dang this is almost as awesome as i am ;...
Turn your can'ts into can's and your dreams into...
“Sometimes life brings out it’s complications and hardships,
but it’s how we...”
– Nicholas Jerry Jonas (via ilovenickjonas)
“There’s always a way to find hope.”
– Nick Jonas (via nickdaily)
September 2010
12 posts
VAMPIREDIARIES.
I totally just remembered that SEASON PREMIERE’S TOMORROW.
The freaking 1293019284 bajillion cliffhangers better be resolved.
Wasn’t looking forward to school tomorrow, but it’s all good if I got my Vampire Diaries. (:
August 2010
30 posts
One day.
I just saw a video of this girl singing on stage with the Jonas Brothers, and another one of a girl last year playing guitar on stage with them.
I hope that will be me one day. I’m gonna march up that stage, ask if I can borrow a guitar to play, and rock out to every single one of their songs.
I’m not the kind of fan that goes crazy and wants to be the “future Mrs....
Guess there was a reason for everything that...
Because I just wrote a song in about five minutes.
There’s that light at the end of the tunnel.
Music always finds a way to comfort me, save me, heal me. Even when I’m in the dark and don’t know what to do.
The melody came out of nowhere when I was sitting on my bed, thinking. Crying. But now I know where it came from. Along with every single melody, every single lyric that...
Let it out.
No one’s watching. Let it all out. The anger, the sadness, the tears.
Now breathe.
And hope.
I have to negotiate with myself.
To limit how many pages I look at on tumblr, how much time I spend one here. Cause if it don’t, nothing gets done and I sit here staring at the damn computer screen forever.
Note To Self: When school starts, you’re only going on tumblr on the weekend.
Nah, it can’t be done.
LET'S RECORD SOME SONGS, BABY.
I’m in the zone.
I wanna be a billionaire..
Oh, who am I kidding.
Give me a thousand bucks and I’ll be happy.
