TUMBLR HAS TAKEN OVER BLOGSPOT.

REBLOGGING = LIFE.

SORRY ABOUT THAT.
LOVE YOU.

Jordan, x

Do you know, mister?

We are all growing up, growing apart. We chop and change everything, from who we are best friends with, to our emotions towards another. People who I’ve been with lately, are all just so nice. They have made me realise, I might’ve made a mistake. The mistake of never sticking with my normals, not becoming apart of them. Sometimes with not being with them very long, I don’t fit in. But I will get there. I love it with them. It’s great.

From Tumblr

I feel so lazy doing this, but I actually thought this was an okay post!

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Under The Sheets.

Because time will tell us nothing, I’ll take a chance on something. Let’s be impulsive. Personality is your wonder and image is your thunder. We will form a syndicate of juggernauts. Be destructive in conformity, inequality and falling under the sheets. Put your heart in to everything and use your creativity in everything. Live your youth and believe in love. Live freely, but use your time wisely.

I love it.

Gayest post ever.

Jordan, x.

HiDur!

"I hate my melodies, they're all the same, but I can't get them out of my head, oh."

I haven't blogged in a while.

I don't have much to write, my writing has gotten really bad lately.

I need some inspiration...

Something to happen, something awesome to happen,

something like.

AMAZEMENT.

I need some form of an actual action of happiness or sadness,

of excitement or nothingness.

Jordan, x.

haha!

Anyway you want it, that's the way you need it!

I sort of love this song. I am currently listening to the Glee Version!

I am too cool, way too cool.

If anyone does actually read my blog, have you realised my posts are not a lame and depressing any more. It is because nothing has happened to fuck shit up in a while. It's good. Very good. I have also grown above to subtle messages in my posts, no matter how annoying people are, I don't any more. Mainly because I can't be bothered. Life is good.

All I need now is a beautiful place, that I can visit and that not many people know about. I would take a book and write down my thoughts. I would take a camera, to capture the emotions and atmosphere of the place I am. My iPod for the soundtrack to my days. I want to drop the stress I will have off my shoulders and my leave everyone behind. I want somewhere like this. Somewhere only I know.

Strength deficiency.

I love speaking my mind, any one does. Not exactly speaking your mind in a rude way, but if something does happen I will tell someone it doesn't work with me. I don't do enough though.I've come to realise it causes arguments, pissed off people and shows the weak from the strong. I am not the strongest with my emotions at all, but I stand tall in what I want.

Jordan, x.

Be mine.

"and now you're gone, it's like an echo in my head,

and I remember every word you said,

and you never were

and you never will be mine."

Jordan, x.