My name is Emily and I'm 20 years old. You have reached trainwreck station, have fun reading about the bullshit in my life and enjoy your stay.
CHOO CHOO, MOTHERFUCKERS.
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Me and my beautiful sister.
Taken this morning on the way to her farewell breakfast. Ronni is moving to Seattle today. We’re taking her to the airport very soon. It hasn’t quite hit me yet. I’ll miss you.
no one saw me wear it therefore it is not dirty
—Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via wordsnquotes)
—John Green, Looking for Alaska (via quotethat)
March 4, 2013
I was unpacking when I heard you walk in. I had on light pink lipstick that I found at the bottom of a box. You put a few things on the counter and handed me my car keys. I kissed you and asked if you could help me move the bed. You said you needed to talk. I keep replaying this over and over in my mind. I don’t think I’ll be able to unpack the rest of our boxes.
April 4, 2013
It’s been a month since you left.
Mark says you’re not coming back.
I can’t sleep.
Are you awake?
May 4, 2013
I finally went to the doctor like you had begged me to.
You were right and yeah, I’ll be fine.
June 4, 2013
I sold my engagement ring at a pawn shop today. I bought expensive lipstick and flowers. I also bought a lot of beer and a carton of cigarettes. I’ve lost a lot weight since you last saw me. My friends from high school that I haven’t seen in years hardly recognize me. It’s weird being back in this town without you. I spend most of my afternoons at the beach. I saw a sea turtle today while I was swimming. I miss eating breakfast food at midnight with you.
July 4, 2013
I stumbled across the video of you in the car singing Taylor Swift. I deleted it before it played all the way through but I have to admit it made me laugh. I can’t remember how your voice sounds saying my name. I broke down and called you. Thank you for not answering.
August 4, 2013
I dropped my cigarette in my lap when you drove past me today.
September 4, 1012
I went on a date.
He thinks Bud Light is “quality beer”.
It just isn’t going to work out.
October 4, 2013
It doesn’t hurt anymore to say your name.
November 4, 2013
Hope you’re doing well.
December 12, 2013
Thank you for setting me free.
—These short letters are straight from my notebook, unedited and carelessly written in extremely unattractive cursive. -d.a.h (via beeeandpuppycat)
A delicately choreographed whatever the hell it is they’re doing.
So, I’ve been neglecting my blog terribly over the past few weeks and I’m not sure if I failed to mention why or not.
My laptop has bitten the dust. The screen got busted and I can’t afford to have it replaced. It sucks, because all the pictures I’ve taken in my life from the past 3 years are on there. I’m not sure how to go about getting them off. When I turn on the laptop, the screen gets red hot in the center and gets warmer and warmer until I can tell it’s about to start melting.
Truly a tragedy.
I’ve got a desktop computer, but I can’t run it for long amounts of time without blowing the breaker because there are so many things plugged in upstairs where my parents are.
I’ll just give you a brief list of victories I’ve celebrated over the last few weeks.
Those may not seem like big steps for a 20-year-old, but they’re a big deal to me.
I miss rambling on and on to you all.
I miss typing out my feelings.
I’ll acquire another laptop somehow, it may just take a little time.
I hope you’re all doing very well. Much love. <3