I can rant about how I feel about people. I can rant about my best friends and how much they all mean to me. I can rant about how for once, yeah, I'm happy. But the bottom line is? We're all people. We do things that we're going to regret sometimes. & To me, that's okay. Because if you honestly care about someone like you say you do, then you'll forgive them and work it out and make sure that they're okay, because maybe lashing out is their only way to cope. I say that because I lash out at people when I'm upset but don't want to talk about it. I say that people mess up because they do. I say that you forgive them when you love them because that's what you do. You try for the people that you care about. It doesn't matter if no one else understands what you have together, because in all honesty, they shouldn't understand what you have with the person you love. They should know what it's like to be with the love of their life, not yours.

30 Days, All In One.

 ten facts about me:
  I laugh like a man.

I love mayonnaise.

I'm secretly very insecure about somethings.

I could use a hug from my La Beth right now.

I want to make a dress out of duct tape.

I'm short.

I'm usually very angry.

I talk to myself.

I love it when people tell me that I mean something big to them.

One of my only goals in life is to just be happy with someone.
 

 a photo of yourself from at least a year ago:

Two Years Ago.

Eighth Grade.

I. Was. A. Geek.

& Not in the good way.

 a photo that makes you happy:

This picture ALWAYS makes me laugh no matter how stupid that night was. (:

4.  a photo of a place you'd like to visit:

I know that France is cliche, but I'M GOING TO THE HALL OF MIRRORS AT VERSAILLES DAMMIT

5. A photo that makes you laugh:

My Kirky is some kind of beautiful.

6. A photo of someone you love:

Lauren Brown. 'Nough Said.

7. A photo of something you stand for:

twloha.
You're worth so much more than you think.

8. a photo of something you enjoy doing:

Laughing with the best friend ever.

9. a photo of yourself from when you were a baby.

Baby Harley. (:


10: A photo of the person who has gotten you through the most.


my Burk girls are why I'm alive.

♥

Lauren & Jessica, I love you.

So much.

11. a photo of a night you loved:

June 5, 2010.
Yeah, I threw up that night, but it was kinda amazing anyway. (:

12. a photo of when you were happy.

November 13, 2010.

I couldn't stop giggling. (:
ZOMBIEBACKPACK.

13. one of your favorite memories:

Ending of 5th Symphony.
HCHS 2009 Marching Band: The Music of Beethoven.
Freshman Year.

My heart hurts to remember how amazing that was.

14. one of your favorite movies:


someone you could never imagine your life without:

tabitha dee frowen♥
She's my sister.

No matter what happens

a photo of you and a family member:


How about the whole family? (:

a photo of someone who inspires you:

kristincheyenneemmick.
She's. Beautiful.

a photo from a trip you'll never forget:


tybee island georgia. (:
2004.

a photo of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.

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a photo and a letter.

Tabie mailed me the "Bee Happy" sign behind me. (:

a photo of something you're afraid of.

I need to know that I'm going to stay happy with someone for the rest of my life once we find each other.

I need to.

a photo of somebody you find attractive.

BOYFRIEND.

I love this picture for some reason?

Yeah. (:

a photo of someone you associate a good memory with.

Alyssa Skye Wheatley.

BEST COUSIN EVER.

I miss you gorgeous. Come back to me.

a photo of something you want to do someday.

get married.
or just fall in love.

a photo of what you want to be when you grow up.

I want to be myself.

And I want to be happy doing so.

a photo of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day.

Diana Argon.

Quinn is my favorite character on Glee, and she's stunning.

a photo of your favorite subject in school.

Band.

Hands Down.

a photo of something you're looking forward to.

summer♥

a photo of something/somebody that made your day.
I don't have a photo, but anytime someone leaves me a nice comment or wall post or message or something, I just feel so much better about everything. (:

a photo of your favorite person from history.

Catherine the Great of Russia.

Check her out.

a photo you find beautiful.

I took this picture.

I made this caption.

I think it's amazing.

I was proud of myself.

& that was a 30 day photo challenge all in one.

iloveyou.

‎"It's abusive & twisted & sick, there's no pretence about that. They each take it as it is & live that & somehow find a more consistent bliss than anyone else seems able to. Because this relationship should evoke strong emotion. That's the whole point. Like any complex story, this romance should provoke a variety of response."

I love creeping Harley Quinn to the extent that I find articles that are just amazing to read and think about. 

I haven't been in the blogging mood. Which confuses me. I passed my permit test! Woo! & My Little Lauren may get to go back to school on Monday. I really hope she does. That poor child needs to get better. So, I know you creep this, GET BETTER SWEETHEART. I love you. (:

Things Happen.

"I get up. & On some days that is the biggest accomplishment of all."

I'm proud to be able to say that I said that. I don't like that it takes times like this to show me how great my friends really are. But you know what? There are worse things in life. I'm breathing oxygen. My parents fight, but they're still together. My friends will always to be there to catch me when I fall. I have a house, it may be this double wide but it's the only thing I've ever known as home. We have food, it may not be what we want to eat all of the time, but it's food. The past few days people have just been telling me that they love me,- inspire them even.

I want to believe them.
I want to change this world we're in.

I want to get something that I deserve.
& I want it to stick around for a while.

You have brains in your head, you have feet in your shoes, you can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You’re on your own and you know what you know. You are the guy who”ll decide where to go.
 - Dr. Seuss

I'm Sorry;

Quotes for this mood of mine,

You know what your problem is? You get attached, fast. And once you're attached to someone, you do everything you can to please them and make them happy. It's never been about what you want, it's always everyone's needs before your own. You give out too many chances to people, who quite frankly, do not deserve them. They take advantage of you, and you become a pushover. But you're okay with that, because they're in your life and that's all you ever really wanted. And even if they screw you over, you'll still be there for them. Because that's you, that who you are. Once you get attached to someone, they capture your heart and they always have a place there. And that is why it's so hard for you to let anyone go.


I don't think that you understand, like, really comprehend
this. I’m not over-exaggerating, I’m not saying it just to say it,
and I sure as hell am not lying. There isn't anyone else who
has a chance right now because all I want is you. But I guess
when I really think about it, it always comes down to me and
you. You have my whole heart. For better or for worse you are
the one I have feelings for. And no other person could even
measure up.


Love isn't him calming you down when you yell. It's him yelling just as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake you up and keep you grounded. It isn't him bringing you roses everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more presentable. It's after a long fight, that drains the life and bones out of both of you, and yet him showing up at your door the next morning anyway. It's not him saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. It's not him caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. it's him standing there, admitting he's just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love, you're not the only one involved. You've known unknowingly put your life, your heart into the palms of another person's hands and said, "Here. Do what you will. Mash it into mince meat, or forget I ever handed it to you.




He's annoying. He's hilarious. He's the world's biggest asshole. He makes me want to scream. He ruins my day and saves it at the last minute. He drives me crazy. He's out of his mind. I hate his guts, and he's everything I want.


You know what? You drive me crazy. Sometimes, sometimes it’s good. Fantastic even. Others, I kind of just want to hit you upside the head. I like you. Then you make me mad over stupid stuff. And happy over even more stupid stuff

 You make me paper clip rings that can also be used as a shank. You make me laugh. You make me happy. You’re always there when I need you, even though I pretty much know that I’m shit when it comes to being there for you.  I pretty much tell you when I need you and I’m scared right? Like when I’m hurting like a bitch in the ER, about to cry and you can’t be there with me so I call you and pretend to be okay so maybe I will be. Or when I’m having a panic attack in the middle of the night and you used to calm me down and we’d talk for six hours. Or when my parents are fighting. Or just anything. I tell you. Because my entire world is in your hands, and I trust you with everything I’ve got. Sometimes I just wish you’d straight out tell me that you needed me, and I’d try and find some way to make it happen.

Some one Is Looking Up To You.

DON'T LET THEM DOWN.

Lauren babe, I love you. I really really wish that you weren't so sick you know? Because I don't like it when you're too sick to sit around talk to me all day on these stupid snow days that'll keep us in school without a summer. I love that we can talk about anything and everything together. I hate that I'm four years older than you because you are for reals, one of my best freaking friends in this world. You always tell me that you love me and that I'm amazing and beautiful, and that you  need me in your life. I need that Lauren. I really do. You're the thing that keeps me going, you know? If not, you do now. I need you in my life because I feel like I've become a better person because of you. I don't know why. Maybe it's because you always make me smile and hand out compliments like they're free candy, and you mean everyone of them. Maybe it's because you're ten steps ahead of me on not being afraid to show who you really are and not care about anyone else. They can take it or leave it, but you're still going to be you and the people that really love you are going to stand by you for that. That's what matters. And I'm going to stand by you. I don't care what time it is or if you even need anything and just want to talk to me, you call me girl. Because I keep my phone on full volume while I sleep and right next to me. Because I've had a time that once someone really needed me and I didn't get their phone calls and they fell apart without me. So I'll answer. I promise.

We creep SixBillionSecrets together. We creep quotes and pictures and Sonny & Claire and we talk about stupid boys and mean girls and our families and our life stories that are so alike that it scares me when it comes to certain things because I hate that you felt that like so young. You're strong and your beautiful, okay? You are. You know that. I love you. Don't ever change because someone challenges you to be something that you're not. When life sucks, knowing us, I'll probably have already gone through it and if I haven't I'm still going to try my hardest to make it better for you. Because you don't deserve to hurt. You don't deserve to be this sick and not know what's wrong. Get better sweetheart. ♥

"I don't care about a four year age gap. I get you and you get me"
^That made my day.

"ten facts about yourself;
1. I'm a genuinely happy person. I like who I am, and I won't fake it.
2. Life is going great right now, despite the fact I'm sick-I have people that love me,&& get me no matter how complicated I get. That's all that matters right now.
3. I tend to hardcore creep when I'm bored,&& it usually leads up to 400 notifications. Atleast it would if they hadn't changed the limit to 99.
4. I hate fighting with Parker Findlay, because it usually leads to not talking for a few days, or just talking, and fighting while doing it.
5. My best friend is someone 4 years older than me. It doesn't matter to me. We love each other, and no matter how creepy it is-it doesn't matter to me.
6. I hate fakes. Be yourself. You only have one life. Why look back on it& see you were some creep that wasn't themselves at the best time in their lives.
7. I wish I was like four. I hate growing up, and I hate looking back on it, because I-of course- wanted to be a 'big kid'. I really sucked.
8. I believe in God. Sure, I've made mistakes, but hasn't everyone? I'm not a saint, but I do believe in him.
9. I'm completely obsessed with Dear Claire;From Sonny. I have one copy of the letter on my wall, and one in a scrapbook. Thank you, Parker&Hannah. (:
10. I'm socially awkward, && I have no life. WOO."
-Lauren Ashton "Lilija" Brown. 

Look at me, I’ve gone this whole page without using the L word once so far. But looking at it objectively, realistically I... Let's say that I still love you... And I'm kind of afraid i won't ever really stop. I hope they're treating you well up there... ‘Cause I miss you more than you'll ever know.


To Claire;From Sonny.



I want a love story like that.
I want to know that you'll always love me even if I'm gone.
♥

It's been a while, but I've been busy and it's a snow day! Woo! This means that I get extra time to study for my Geometry test & read that stupid Drivers Manual. Jeezey that thing is boring. I don't have much to post. I rocked out 80's day yesterday though. I don't know. I guess I'm just kind of lost? In the happy way?

I hate,

Being the middle man.

Being the mediator.
Trying to make everyone happy.
Trying to make it always work.


Because it's not ever going to happen?
So why do I try?


Because I care about all of them too much for my own good sometimes.


I don't even know.

& This is the place,

Where I come to spill my guts.

Yeah, I'm back. I was grounded for three days, and I really just don't want to go into it right now. I mean, what would I say anyway? My dad and I just don't get along. That's pretty much it. He doesn't get what it's like to be me and I don't get what it's like to be him. He doesn't know what it's like to give out the talk that keeps people alive, and I don't know what it's like to pay bills and manage money for four people. He doesn't know what it's like to be an almost sixteen year old girl with over protective parents, and I don't know what it's like to have to protect someone that you've taken care of their whole life, and all of a sudden, they don't need you as much as they used to. We don't know what that's like for each other. Sometimes, I wish that we had a better line of communication. Actually, I wish that all of the time, because I love that Jess can go to Ronnie over anything and my dad and I struggle to have the whole "Hey, how was your day?" conversation. It frustrates me mainly because no matter how different we are, we're way too much alike for our own good. We both have communication issues, but mine aren't that severe witht the people that I'm closest too. We're both too stubborn to sit down and have that talk, but we know that there's that wall between us, and maybe, just maybe, it'll come tumbling down and it'll be like when I was little again.

Speaking of which, I really miss being little. I turn sixteen on Monday, and I know that I'm going to come home that afternoon and just cry my eyes out. I really don't want to grow up. I hate it. It drives me nuts that I spent so much of my childhood dreaming of the day that is coming three days from now. I mean, if I had one wish, I'd probably be to just go back and relive everything. I wouldn't change anything because then, I probaby wouldn't be where I am now, and no matter what's been going on recently, I like now. But just to go back and relive those years? It'd be amazing for me. Yeah, I made some really stupid choices here and there, and I got pretty messed up emotionally, being friends with people that brought me down for so long, but because of that, I'm here now. I have the best friends in the world. I have a boyfriend that I really like, and yeah, we're not the best sometimes, but we're human we still like each other and that's what matters to me. My mom and I have a better relationship now, we talk about a lot more stuff than we used to. I'm more open with my problems to those who are closest to me. I care more about helping other people overcome their issues now, because I can relate to them. I have good grades, and great teachers. And I have a ten year old brother that I get along with really well for the most part.

I may have anxiety issues, and I may have intense mood swings, and I may have to talk myself out of panic attacks, but you know what? I've came a long way, and I'm proud of myself for that. I'm part of a band that loves me for every bit of what I just mentioned, and they keep me going, and they make me happy, and I spend a lot of time with them. Yeah, I'm just me. That's really all I can give you, even if I'm really screwed up sometimes. & You know what? If you ever need someone to talk to? I'll be here.


"I was hiding under your porch because I love you!"
We love Up & Mr.Benningfield.

Skiing wasn't exactly for us, but we got a laugh out of it in the end.

We're happy.

Isn't that what counts?

Well. I've come to the conclusion that I just 100% and whole heartedly suck at life. Wanna know why? Well, yesterday, Monday, January 17, 2001, exactly one month after having my tonsils taken out, I spent nine hours in the ER.

You see, on Saturday after my whole Tell City escape with Parker we go to Kalley's birthday party, and my side starts to hurt, and it gets really painful that night around eleven, but I don't say anything to mom and dad yet. So Tabie and I are having the whole conversation and we decided with the help of her dad that it's a good shot that it's my appendix. Ow. It just hurt. Bad. I stick out Sunday with mom and dad keeping an eye on me, and Parker was having his own little freak out. We had Monday off for MLK day and Mom, Duckie and I head up to Louisville to get my new clarinet. Which I still can't play without pretty much chocking and I hate. But that's a different story. & By that time, I'm still hurting pretty bad, so we go to the doctor, and they say that yeah, it's probably my appendix, and wouldn't take any chances. So then, then we head to the ER. Four hours in the waiting room, a CT Scan, five viles of blood, plus more waiting time and they tell me that it's a friggin' cyst on my ovary. It still hurts, like someone is stabbing my insides out all at once.There's not really anything I can do about it other than just wait it out. Mom has to call the gyno and set me up an appointment so they can see what all's going on and put me on birth control and straighten it out.

 I don't know. I fail. I really just want to curl up into a ball and cry right now.

I Just Wanted Some FunDip..

Hi. I'm happy. Today was a good day...for the most part. When I say that, it's because even though it's a day before, Parker and I got to hang out today and we celebrated our two month which is actually tomorrow, but tomorrow my dad's going to be home and I don't enjoy that man on most days. So  yeah. Anyway, I got to get out of my house! Win for Ha. & We took awkward pictures in Arbys. & Goodwill. & We creeped people from the car at WalMart in the parking lot. & I pet Margery! Woo! I am such a creep. So anyway, I decide that I want some FunDip (NOM) and he says that WalMart doesn't sell FunDip. Yes they do! They always have it in stock in huge 24 packs around Valentines Day! But he didn't believe me. So me being me, decides to just frigging jump out of the car and he follows me..leaving the keys in the front seat..locked. We didn't even make it into the store before he was like "Oh. Shit. I don't have the keys" So we run back and yeah, there they are, right in the front seat, not a foot away from us, and there's not a thing that we can do about it. We just kinda, stared at them for a good ten minutes. Frowning. And then, I just start to laugh because it would only happen to us. After an hour and a half of us freezing our asses off in Wal-Mart parking lot, my mom comes to pick me up because we have to go to my cousins birthday party, and then fifteen after that AAA gets there and unlocks his car and he has to come all the way out here and give me the rest of my crap that was stuck in his car. ( The Game of Life, my jacket, and a creepy Hawaiian Men's button-up shirt I found at Goodwill.) All in all? I think that it was a pretty good day. I smiled a lot. I creeped a lot. I laughed a lot. I was happy. I am happy.

the keys. -.-

we're not socially awkward or anything?

Ahahahaaaaa, Happy(almost) Two Months to the two biggest fails ever. (:

I can't make you see what you mean to me. I can't make you see how much this is hurting me. I can't. It's too complicated. I just want to be with you. But there's a foot of snow outside and too many miles for me to count.

Maybe you're not the guy I'm going to spend the rest of my life with. But i know i wouldn't mind if i did. I know i love you in some way. Maybe you aren't going to mean this much to me for forever, but you mean this much to me now. And i never want to loose that feeling i get when i see your name pop up on my phone, or when i hear you say my name. ever.




"During a girl’s lifetime, she’s going to find three boys. The boy that she loves, the boy that she hates and the boy she can’t get enough of. & it’s gonna turn out to be the same old stupid boy."

What's to say? People come in and out of your life all of the time. You need people to function. You love some. You hate some, you don't care about others. Actually, you love a select few. You need them. They need you. You miss them just as they've left and they can make you happy just by telling you "Hi" in the hallway. Then there are your best friends. They keep you going. They keep you smiling. Then there are the people you live for. The ones that tell you how much they love you and they need you and they tell you everything. Then there are the people you're so head over heels in love with that you'd do anything -anything for them to just be happy in some way. You wish that they'd be happy with you, but you'll take that risk, just to see them smile that smile that lights up the sky and makes your heart beat a thousand times faster but at the same time the world seems to slow down. Yeah. That person. I hope you all find them. Like someone just told me, there are going to be bumps in the road, there are always bumps, but things will work out. Here's how I look at it; If you's supposed to be together, you will be in someway. & If not, you're hearts gonna break for a while and then the person that you're supposed to be with is going to come along, pick up all the pieces, duct tape them back together and keep it safe forever. That's how life works. People come in, and people walk out. You meet some unforgettable ones, and you meet some that you'll spend hours trying to figure out where you've met them at. To someone you're just a stranger in the crowd. And to someone else, you may end up being their Waldo. They'll spend all day searching for you in that crowd. And when they find you, their eyes will light up like it's friggin' 4th of July outside because you mean that much to them. You're someone's world. The person you're going to fall in love with is walking around this planet right now. Go find them. Because I need someone to prove that I'm right here, because I don't really think I know if I am right now. 

I miss you. & There's not a thing that I can do about it.

Singing In the Rain;

Or Snow in this case? Yeah, this is for you Kristin. You're my lady that I love and I miss, and I hate that creeping this makes you sad. Did you know that you're beautiful? Yes you did. Because we tell you everyday, and you deserve the world because that's just how much you mean to all of us. You're honestly one of the best people that I've ever came across in this world. I miss you so much. We need to make time to hang out because you mean a lot to me and you're always here to talk to, and I don't care what you say, you give amazing words of advice. I miss being twins back in middle school. But hey, things happen, and we always feel the same way about not seeing each other enough. & I like to creep you during band season because I think that you make color guard look so effortless, even though you work your butt off for it. But yeah, in short, you give me hope in life, Kris. I don't know how to describe it. You just do. You've overcome so much, and you stick life out for those little moments with your friends that you can't stop smiling, -those are what we live for. You've taught me that it can only get better. & If you ever need anything; I just need you to know that you can come to me, no matter how longs it's been since we've gotten to talk or do anything. I like to help people and I love you. I miss you darling. I'm thinking you should come over for my birthday or something? (:

"Good morning Kristin.

I'm tired. But it's gonna be a good day, because you're beautiful, alive, and nothing can get you down! 

Now smile!" ♥ Don't ever loose that smile, beautiful.

You shine brighter than anything in this world.

Make It Stop.

I don't know what to write about anymore. I'm just frustrated. I'm tired of empty promises. I want a life. I want to go out with people. I want my dad to talk about things other than work and contracts that will expire a few years down the road, once again, leaving us in the middle of a strike scare. I want my mom to not have to beg us to be happy. I want to be able to stay on the phone for hours and not end up getting lectured over how I don't have any self restraint because all I do is sit here. I don't drink, in fact, I hate people that do drink. I don't smoke or anything like that, and I don't have sex or have bad relationships. So tell me, how is sitting here and talking to people that need you and make you feel loved such a bad thing? I mean, they're my family and I love them, but sometimes I need away. Like a vacation. Just with my best friends, so we can all vent about things. I know that I can't be easy to live with either, so when I go somewhere for the weekend, they've got to have a break too. I'm tired of my dad making these plans and statements about a house that I've been waiting for since I was eleven. And yeah, sometimes I do get tired of people telling me everything because  yes, it does stress me out, but I've learned how to handle it. I worry over everything and this is the only place I feel like I have left to spill my guts, even though I know that people read it. Even my mom does sometimes, but it's a free world, and I'm the one who's posting all of this crap, it's here for someone to read it. I don't know what to write about anymore. I've already said that. Tabie's right. Make it stop. My brain is a mess. I want things to be simple again. Is that so hard?

Apparently.

"I miss him. I don't want to miss him." 

"Well, we're in the same boat, with different boys and different situations." "We're always in that damn boat. I want to talk on some random island and live in a beautiful house with them and you"

I love you Tabitha. You keep me going when things are crap. 

I’m in one of those moods that nothing is really wrong in my life,

 but my brain keeps on insisting that there is. Or maybe it’s my

 heart that’s doing the insisting. I can’t really tell. You know 

that feeling? 

Yeah. That quote is just kind of my life right now. I'm tired. I'm tired of sitting in this freaking house everyday not being able to do anything. I'm tired of sitting here wanting to scream my heart out to the world, but feeling like my lips are sewn shut. I'm tired of tip toeing around my own house trying to not make everyone mad. I'd like to just say screw you, and walk out one day, and do what I actually want to for once. & I'm kind of dreading this summer. Because I know how I'd like to spend it. & I know how I'm probably going to spend it, which is sitting here. Doing nothing. Because they won't let me do anything. Which needs to die. I want to be an actual teenager for once. I want to stay at my best friends houses for days and never get any sleep and run around screaming like we always do. I want to waste days on end doing absolutely nothing with my boyfriend, because that's how we like to spend our time. I want to go visit Che. 

Is that so hard mom&dad?

I'm on a leash, and you're choking me with it. 

When are you going to see that?

I'll tell you what I want.

I want to be a teacher, either music, English or history. I want to have a cheesy romance story and then end up with a crazy family. I want a lot of kids. I want to dye my hair some stupid color at least once. I want a matching tattoo with my best friend. I want to figure my brain out. I want to know if I'll stay in band. I want to have straight A's for once, but I know that's not going to happen. I want to waste everyday of my life doing nothing with the person that I love. I want that, but do you know what else I want? I want to help people. & For once, to believe someone when they tell me I'm beautiful. 

♥

Truth is, sometimes you scare the shit out of me. You make me feel as if I’m not alone. Yet, I know any minute you have the ability to rip that feeling from me. Truth is, I love you, & that in itself, is scary enough. <3

You know what?

People amaze me. They really do. This post goes out to my Other Mother, my Freshman Year English Teacher, my Writing Club teacher, and one of my best friends, Lisa Midkiff. This lady has basically gone through hell and back, and she's one of the strongest people I've ever met in my life. We can talk about anything and everything together, and to be honest it'd make my day if we had a lunch date. I love that she feels open enough to talk about the details of her life with her students, and then have the few of us that really love her read her blog like it's the greatest novel ever. So Mother, this is for you. For showing me that it's okay to open up to people, and that sometimes our methods of coping aren't always the best for us. For being you and only you. I love you.

You're the best.

Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise, Mother.

You're an Angel, I'm a Devil,

But we'll meet somewhere in between;

heavenhellorthebedroomwe'llmeetsomewhereinbetweenthesheets.

Okay, Harley's gonna try and be more positive, because all of this negative energy upsets me and makes me tired. I need to fix this being anti-social business. But really. I haven't left this house in over a month and that was when I spent the night with Jessica and we went to go see Tangled. That was pretty great. & I really miss spending 24.7 with my Lady La. I think I'm going to try and go over there this weekend so we can have a Glee Marathon. Oh! I think I'm going to go get my new clarinet Friday after school? Because dad is stupid and didn't take me today. He makes me so mad. That makes me a happy lady. 

Things that need to happen:

1. Plan some sort of birthday party. (: [January 24, don't let me down.] 

2. Weekend with La.
3. Spend all night ranting about life and doing nothing with my Poison Ivy.
4. Actually hang out with my KristinCheyenne♥ We need more than Facebook every once in a while.
5. MickeyD's date with Lilija. In our pajama's. 

6. Spend an entire weekend watching lame movies and taking creepy pictures with Parker.
7. Practice for my playing test! [let's see how that goes. o_O]

8. Don't fail the second semester of my sophomore year. (:
9. Relearn piano, yeah? That'd be nice. 

10. Hunt down my Cala LeeAnn and hug her! 

I don't know. I try to be a happy person. I really do. I don't know why I let the world get to me like it does. I think I just need to remember to breathe. Which, I can honestly say that I have forgotten to do at some point. I just stopped breathing and then I was like "GAH! I'M RETARDED" Yeah, don't judge me. 

Have I mentioned that yesterday was a snow day and it was completely fantastic. Wanna know why? Because I'm on the phone with Parker and all of a sudden he was like "How much would you love me if I told you that I was about to pull into your driveway?" "A lot? Why?" "Because I am.." "What?" "Yeah." & Then mom was like "Hannah, you're boyfriends here!" "OH MY GOD, YOU'RE ACTUALLY HERE!" "YES, WHY DIDN'T YOU BELIEVE ME?" It was pretty great. And then I sat on Facebook and talked to Lilija afterwards. She's such a nice lady. People think it's so creepy that one of my best friends is an 11 year old, but she doesn't act 11. She's pretty much just amazing. I need to upload those pictures from yesterday.  Oh, and for the past three days, I've woken up to 99+ notifications. I love it. Being creeped makes me smile. I'm weird. I know. Love me anyway. :D

I'm just saying, but school needs more dress up days. I wanna nerd day, and a crazy hair day, and just a day in general that Megan, Parker and I can be our true identities!

I have a food baby here, but you know, we're kind of best friends. (:


New Profile Picture. (:


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I love them. WE'RE HAVING A PHOTOSHOOT IN MARCH.

CREEPER.


There's two more of these.

Of just him. 

(:


Lullaby. ♥


My Lady. ♥

Harley&Ivy.


Ivy made me an Elephant. (:
I was freakishly happy here.

Okay, I'm done here. I love you guys. I'm a happy Ha for now.

I AM IN LOVE WITH GLEE'S VERSION OF BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY.
I mean, what? ;P
Later.
♥

Oh, Ivy left this on my wall, it's cute. (:



I'm done now. 

Promise.