i never realized how girly my voice is.
ahah.

(via artpixie)


laaalalalalaala.
people tell me i’m cute.
i never want to believe them,
but whenever i hear it,
it always makes me smile.

ANYWAY!

today was a good day.
today was one of those days.
i enjoy days like this.
aside from not attending school,
and chilling with my mom all day,
i got to go to the book store-
and got lots of hugs.
it just made me feel.

it’s hard to explain,
days like this..
it’s almost as if the
rope that i was holding onto for dear life
was slowly ripping apart,
threads falling into what’s beneath me,
but today, it seems as if
the threads were fastening
once again,
and maybe things are coming together..

maybe, all i needed was an
“i miss you”
and once hearing that,
suddenly the world just lifts up.
my fear of being forgotten had gotten the best of me.

but today, i smiled a lot.
and had an insane laughing fit
about an hour ago.
things are becoming better.

little bits of old christie are coming back
little bits of new christie are coming in clear :]
smile.
hug me.
celebrate.

first time i’ve ever worn fake eyelashes.
i rather enjoyed my makeup.
so sparkly
<3

“please, don’t go- i’ll eat you up, i love you so.”

(via ache)


as much as i love to sleep,
at this current time
i’m happier
not.

i don’t plan on going to school tomorrow.
i want to go to starbucks and sit there for 2 hours;
drinking hot chocolate.
maybe read or draw..
maybe venture into town and take pictures.

nothing seems greater right now
than
not sleeping
not eating
and not going to school.

ugh, what am i doing with my life?

i can’t forget you-
i know you want me to want you,
i want to.



in iTunes alone, i’ve listened to this song 368 times;
i listen to it at least once every day, at school.
i can’t explain it;
it just absorbs me.

i’m out of words at the moment.
life just seems to be consuming me..
everything seems quite dim.

i don’t know where i’m going..

(via ache)

lolitawasabrunette:

does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?


i’m okay.
i’m okay.
i’m okay.
right?
okay, i’m not,
but perhaps repeating it
will somehow
engrave it into my mind
and not let it escape,
and soon i’ll start to feel it;
and believe it.

i’m not that bad,
i know i can be okay
.. eventually.

i’m just not ready.
i’m not ready for anything.
could time just stop?
can i go into hiding for a couple months,
and come out
along with
maybe
a small fraction of who i was?

you know
that person who smiled
a lot more-
and meant it.
who just sort of said things
without reason
or wonder behind them;
i didn’t question everything as meaning something..
everything just flowed out;

instead of being quiet
or speaking only
in hopes of being really heard..
when i know
no one really does;
they hear small bits,
but never really piece together
that
maybe
i’m not
okay.

stop the clock;
i’m trying to be okay.

(via fuckyeahprettythings)


i could really use some hugs.
or, let’s hold hands.
or,
let’s just cuddle.

i’m sorry i’m a ridiculously cuddly person,
it just makes me smile.
:]