#paigeism

[onceuponapotterandpond]

[neverlandbookcase]

I got Kissed Today, My first Kiss in a fairly long time and the first kiss that I felt sparks with. Is it too soon to say I want him as my Boyfriend... Badly

[onceuponapotterandpond]

This... I love it, and I mean Chris Crocker's music has always been more (and this coming from a huge fan), to be blunt... Shallow, but I've bought every single one of of his songs.

But this one, God I hope people hear it, I hope people out side of his viewers understand the amazingness to this summer song, because this... this is what I want summer to be. 

Everything he sings about is something I can finally understand, and feel for myself and more importantly I hope more then anything to have this kind of summer.

Chris Crocker, you've out down yourself 

XO - Paige 

[onceuponapotterandpond]

I was there yesterday afternoon. Around 6 and I met a man sitting there waiting, just waiting for the midnight showing. And I was laughing how i wanted to be him, that if i didnt have work I would join him. And now... he may be dead. A total stranger I envied might have died in the shooting. What a scary messed up world. My hearts and thoughts go out to the injured, the witnesses, and the families.

[neverlandbookcase]

Silly / stupid Confession number 1

I hate when people say "she's do dumb she can't spell orange." I understand that its a mean girls reference but freshman year... I was that girl. Hell even now I can't spell it.

[onceuponapotterandpond]

A blonde Benidict Cumberbatch appeared on my TV screen and I literally said "OMG is that my benidict? It is! Hello Benny"

Now my dad's roommate thinks I'm weird...

[onceuponapotterandpond]

When An Obama add interrupters my Youtube Watching I'm Like... DAMMIT OBAMA GTFO MY COMPUTER I'M ALREADY VOTING FOR YOU WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT!!

[neverlandbookcase]

"For a day that I have anticipated, sacrificed on so many levels and fought a multitude of battles for 13 long years, I just cannot wait for it to be over." -Sandy G------- (aka my Mother)

Dear Mother,

I get it! okay! I fucking get it! you don't think I worked 13 years for this? you don't think i cried and screamed, smiled and laughed, you don't think I placed myself on the verge of hope only to end today, that i cut myself in hopes to force the blood that i saw as poison out of my veins? You don't get it! I'm sorry I'm a fuck up! 

i'm sorry I'm not Katie, or Zoe or Bernadette... I'm sorry I am only good enough for setting my sites on something and sabtoging myself! 

YOU DON'T THINK I WAS WAITING, I WAS HOPING BY SOME GRACE OF GOD I WOULD HAVE MY NAMED CALLED! 

you don't understand what I've felt! I've gone through! and you can say i deserve it as much as you want, you can sit there with your condescending smirk and explain how this means nothing to you, how dissapointed you are that It didn't happen and how dissapointed you would be if it did. 

you can sit there and scream and yell, tell me what you have sacraficed but you will never be louder than the voice in my head, you will never replace them, you will never wish me dead more then I do. 

Because Mother Dearest if one thing in this world that I am better at then you, its knowing exactly how to be dissapointed in me. 

-Me