not. cryptic.

just. nostalgic.

:(

AND JUST TO FOLLOW THE TREND:

DEAR NICHOLE, KATE, NICK, JR, MATTHEW, KATIE, BRYANT, KYRA, EMILY, NATHAN, ERIC, WILLE, AUSTIN, RIAN, JESSICA, DANNY, SCOOTIE, RICK, JORDON, MALLORY, LOGAN, KASEY, KAYLAH, TAYLOR, AARON, EMILY H, ANDY, JEFF... and if you think i forgot about you on accident, you're probably wrong.

I THINK ABOUT YOU A LOT

AND WONDER IF YOU'RE WELL.

I MISS YOU.

I FOUND THIS TODAY:

"DAP and anderson university and ghosts in graveyards and myspace blogs and Aaron Hubbard's house (where he probably murdered his parents) and Devin and Shannon and pot and puking and realizing that true love isn't always practical or easy or that the fairytale is sometimes only evident to two people and realizing that maybe it's better that way.

i waited for you at the airport and my palms were sweaty and i hugged him and i touched your hand in my car.

i laughed.

you drank and we looked at each other through windows and i followed you and we listened to further seems forever and everything was ironic and smelled like a drunken mess and nothing was simple."

So this is my 100th post, and I thought for a split second that I would wait for something a little more monumental because I'm so nostalgic, but that's stupid. I get like that. A LOT. Like deciding on my first tattoo took forever, and the decision that I eventually made was to just suck it up, because I never would've found the PERFECT first one.

So the point of this 100th blog post is to tell MEGAN MELLINGER that I can be a princess without smelling like cake. 

I think.

SPRINGTIME
paulson
manifest
everything is alright
belmont
popsicles
clean car
birthday

ANSWER YOUR PHONE!

"What I want is to be needed. 

What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. 

Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction"

Dear Kate & Kyra,

Tonight, if we were in our apartment, I would make you play Total Request Live with me for hours. You could pick any song you wanted and I would play it for you, because I love you, and right now I can't sleep, and it only seems fitting that you would stay up with me.

Love, Tara