Paris &Jane Anna (woot woooot!)

IM DOIIING

another one of those translations. but this one is a song, and girl. i think we sub consciously wrote this song for drew and sent it to the band “jamestown story” cause it is my exact thoughts. and i think yours too. 

okay, the bold is the words. italix is what i think.

So you say that you have nothing to give but you give me a way to say 
you’re much too uncontrollable

really, for real. she thinks she isnt better than these drugs. but she always gives me a better reason to say she is better than them.
Give it a rest and let me show you how it should be, and how it could be, if you didn’t

all we want to do is show her a way! if she didnt..
Sell yourself short with things that distort all reality, banality should be your new nickname

didnt mess with things that made her see the world in a false sense. right now all she sees is the fun party side, or the harsh cold side. there really is no inbetween for her.

Your appearance may pass, but that will never last So before I witness tragedy I’ve got to cut all ties 

yes, she is gorgeous. and her appearance passes on many levels! but she needs to keep her appearance classsy! dont be someone youre not!

You’ve been searching way too hard to find a way to take away the pain 
you’ve inflicted on yourself, get help, but stay away from me

okay, so yes. she tries to find ways to get rid of pain, and that just causes more pain! she needs to find a way to stop inflicting all this crap in her life on herself. its not helpinnng.

All the drugs might keep you up but you’re going down 

BAM! it might hurt her, but yes. those drugs make her feel better about herself. without them, its kinda like the floor is taken from beneath her feet.

so yeah ive got some hell to pay, for my mistakes, and all that ive taken for granted

she will sure have hell to pay if she doesnt fix it. and thats the scariest part..

Maybe I’ll wake up wiser, maybe its time to get out of these habits they’re so toxic that I can’t breathe 

maybe she’lll find out the hard way. when all that toxic gas (drugs) just choke her, and she cant breathe and be herself. i pray she finds that the easy way! i hope.

Sorry just won’t do, I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
Save it it’s no use, I’m sorry I’m sorry

okay, so maybe we want her to say sorry. but for me, i feel like that can never make up for my loss of a chill, cool, amazing best friend

This is who you are, this is what you are

its become who she is. or what she is. and its terrible.

It can’t go on and on and on and on and on

i cant even stand her like this for much longer.

so that song was basically written by us! it really hiiiit me hard! 

BIBLE (:

¹⁵A constant dripping on a day of steady rain
And a contentious woman are alike;
¹⁶He who would restrain her restrains the wind,
And grasps oil with his right hand.
¹⁷Iron sharpens iron,
So one man sharpens another.

AKA:

¹⁵A continual dripping on a day of violent showers and a arguing woman are alike;

¹⁶Whoever attempts to restrain [a arguing woman] might as well try to stop the wind—his right hand comes upon oil [and she slips through his fingers].

¹⁷Iron sharpens iron; so a man sharpens the appearance of his friend

AKA AGAIN (:

¹⁵When its raining, and its continuous and never stops;

¹⁶thats like an angry girl, and anyone who tries to stop her bitterness might as well try to stop the wind or grasp something with oily fingers

¹⁷You use iron to sharpen iron, so use a best friend to help their best friend be a better person.

AKA ONE LAST TIME (:

¹⁵Becca and any girl who is mean and bitter, theyre like a constant annoying rain who doesnt appreciate us for what we’re worth

¹⁶we cant stop the rain, or the meanness, so we might as well try to stop the wind.

¹⁷You make me a better person, and i love you. and being around you brings out the best in me.

FLORIDAAAA(:

guess what? im i florida, and your in florida but were not together and i love you tons but i got to go to the pool<333

blah blah blah

i dont even know what to write about, or what to take pictures of. ive been so loopy and spacey all day long. all i know is that every minute i catch myself thinking about how fun the weekend with us and caroline will be if its anything like when we made our peace piiiie. i love being my truuue self and not questioning if that may be toooo stupid. because no matter how silly i am for some reason they still decide to talk to me. so i guess im not the only stupid one if they keep wanting to hang out! haha. i wish that popularity/ impressing people just vanished and we all acted the way we wanted. i hate the word annoying. its annoying! when people call other people annoying. but when were all “cool”- thats not annoying. but sillyness is annoyance. but too all those cool people; get your head out of your ass. seriously. where am i going with this? why cant i consintrate. is that even the right spelling? im a bad speller. ohhhh well. on the bright side; my wii tennis skills are improving. im home alone and i dont like to be homealone its scary and strange. like what if a little gnome crashed through my door and said HAPPY KWANZA!!!! then what would i do? say you too the finish this tumblr? or suppose i turned into a butterfly. thennn what would i do. these odd things could only happen when your home alone i tell you.

this could be the most random a.d.d. post ive ever made in my life. enjoy.