SINcereNERd.

fall out boy/plain white t's/gym class heroes/cute is what we missed last night.
insane. awesome. the switch went back on for me.
although...this time around, when you grabbed people's hands,
it didn't seem like it was good for you.
it just seemed like another thing you had to do to keep us happy.
made me upset for a bit, but i thought about this;
you're actually being pretty noble.
even if your heart isn't in this one hundred percent, you're going to fake it as best you can.
(even though forever kids will see right through you)
patrick seemed to be in a fantastic mood.
i'm almost positive he recognized me this time.
not really sure how i know, i just know.

tom higgenson is a charmer.
honest to God he pointed at me.
but then again he also pointed at a bunch of other girls,
and i got the feeling he does it at every show.
regardless, he's very cute and brought a great energy to the stage.
travis mccoy- good Lord you are so oddly attractive in real life.
the way he ogled so many girls was so obvious and was hilarious in a hot way.
i'm telling people he was looking at a pretty girl in front of me,
but i swear we made extended eye contact during one song.
and i'm not this kind of girl at all, but i actually clapped when he said
"if you're sexy and you know it clap your hands,
if you're sexy and you know it clap your hands,
if you're sexy and you know it and you reallywannamakeoutwithmeaftertheshowthencometomybus and clap your hands!"
aha. what a character.

best night i've had in a long, long time.
the whole studying thing is really difficult lately.
got so much on my mind-
sometimes you just wanna dump it all out on the floor and throw away the bad stuff.

apparently my grandfather is a certified genius.
that makes me feel pretty good inside, i won't lie.
even if i don't have anything figured out,
it's nice to know that i at least have a shot- it's in my blood right?

my veins are filled with crimson, gold, and ink but i'm still just a sheep in lion's clothing.
so to speak.

i'm not a misunderstood prodigy.
mostly just misunderstood.
pretty stupid actually, in matters of the heart i mean.
my head seems to be screwed on right but my heart just seems to be screwed.

pretty sure i'm actually STARting to fall for you.
you won't trip me, but you won't catch me either.
it's very, very subtle- but things have changed between us.
and it breaks my heart more than if you had just stopped talking to me.

"i will dissolve into the dark beneath your bed"

sleight of hand/twist of fate

breakupbreakout.
i feel okay.


i love you.
in the same way i love jason. not in love-
but i really care about you.

there's something about the secrecy of this blog that makes my thoughts seem to lack that need for punctuation
i mean seriously whos going to care right

...but the Hermione in me knows I can't just let that go.
I really don't feel intelligent if I type like that.


dear jason:
your best trick was making my heart reappear.
i know i can love again.
i don't deserve to be lonely, and you have shown me that.
thank you.
not going to cry over you- don't worry or flatter yourself.
"because i know you really like me"
apparently I missed the part where you liked me too...?
dating is a two-way street, kiddo.

I feel as though now that I've dated Peter Pan, I've got something checked off on my list. I've felt what Wendy had felt and I don't much care for it.
I will always love you, Peter Pan. Always.
But never again will I date you.

this heart still belongs to one Ronald Weasley.

you'll be sorry when i'm gone.

i don't know what to say.
not that i have anything to say in the first place.
my hands were shaking when i read it. not from shock...from heartbreak.
for myself and for you.

it's kindof strange, everytime i see them together now i get this little pang of sadness;
i feel like i'm feeling it for you.

i almost wish you hadn't told me.
i'm so glad that you can trust me like that, but now i want to fix you so you don't hurt anymore.
to feel so emotionally numb for so long-
i can't imagine that and yet i know the feeling.
i hate the way you signed/underlined "your friend", even though it means you're just being a loyal one.
but i hate when any boy does that. signs notes/letters/cards with that i mean.
especially boys like you.

speaking of boys-
what's up with you?
what did i do? did you just get tired of me or what?
i wouldn't be surprised though. they always do.
not good enough vs. good enough for a week. story of my (love) life.

i want to get away with you.
let's go somewhere, spend all our money, make bad decisions and forget everyone.
we'll go far enough away that even our problems can't find us.
you're crazy and i'm crazy about you so it should all balance out right

"he says he's so in love, he's finally got it right
i wonder if he knows he's all i think about at night"

attn: bidders; sbj: lot 45

"He's got a decent voice, he's got that crooked smile.
Hold on, you haven't heard the best yet.
He writes good storylines, he's got those honest eyes.
So take him home for just $9.95
He'll sing the songs you like,
he'll keep you warm at night"

i can't believe i'm doing this to myself...but i kinda saw it coming.
even if you ask awkward questions i actually feel comfortable giving honest answers.
(firstimeforeverythingright)

On à tous rêver de l'amour.

you never cease to amaze me.
but i don't like playing the game-
"does he like me today?" isn't really my thing.

you may push my buttons but you also managed to steal the key to my heart,
and for that i commend (and can't give up on) you.

oh dear.

don't you dare.
i command you to stop it right this instant.
even the music player predicts trouble;
it's spinning some rather ominous orchestra music.

have you ever watched a movie where the main character sees someone who used to be their friend turn evil on them, and the enemy is like about to pull some lever that will do something really bad, and the main character goes
"You wouldn't dare."
and the other character gets that evil grin on their face and goes
"Oh, wouldn't I?"

imagine if a person's heart worked like that...


i see the source of all my problems when i look in the mirror.