Friday, November 28, 2008

It's True

Goodbye Bellingham, Hello Seattle... For now.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Monday, November 10, 2008

Check out my tumblr:

noplaceforchildren.tumblr.com

It's so much easier to use than dis shizz. 

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I'm making a promise to myself. Next time I meet someone I feel like I grow up with, I promise I will not fuck it up. 

What can I say, I'm a bleeding heart waiting to be drained. 

Monday, November 3, 2008

Brent, I dedicate this question to you

WHERE THE FUCK ARE ALL THE DECENT, CRAZY AS BALLS, FUNNY, CREATIVE and GOOD-NATURED GUYS?

I want to go on a date, and for it to be awkward and for that flirty half-touching to happen. I WANT BUTTERFLIES AGAIN. I want to sweep someone off their feet first, then they can sweep me off mine.


LOVE, man. 'Cos I am bored as fuck. 

You know how much I love money


Cat in the Hat

Snake!!!!


Sea-ponay


OctoPUS!!!!


Cenipede??

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Dear Diary,

I figured it out, I figured out why I snap back with obtuse emotions...

It's my shield, like the Hyrulian one Link has.

It's message might be true, but it's blown up to a portion I get embarrassed of. 

For me, friends don't date friend's ex's. I KNOW I'VE BROKEN THAT RULE, OKAY? I was young and fell for those sweet, sweet lips. But seriously, it's just awkward as fuck for me.  So, through my past outbreaks/experiences, I know when to bring up the fine print. 

Yeah.

And Diary, thank you for listening.

Hugs and Kisses,

Ryan

P.S.- My toothbrush has lipstick on it. 
Dear Diary,

Why do I make things worse right when they are starting to get good? Seriously, drunk drama queen here.

I will forever be known as that emotional kid. Oh well, thank God for graduating. That's my chance to really grow up and mean it. 

Peace,

Ryan