Smells Like Teen Spirit.

Personal Blog; Celeste. 15. Artist. These are my emotions.

I wonder how many girls you’ve fed that line of bull shit.

But you’re cute, so I think I’ll keep you.

And you’re sweet.

And you make me happy. :)

I have terrible taste in men…

but hey, what can i say? i like what i like.

I’m in an amazaingly wonderful mood tonight.

I wish I could feel like this all the time instead of getting caught in that addictive sadness.

Emotional conflict paired with physical burden is never a good combination. It makes me want to call the whole damned thing off. I’m nervous, the dreadful nervous not the giddy nervous, its way to hard to put together and I feel like a gigantic bitch and a terrible friend.

Wow. I really think I like him a lot…

This is the greatest feeling ever.

Hes goregous, hes sweet as can be, we have the same taste in music, hes responsible, theres no immature, petty, texing game with him, theres no “ok so i texted him first yesterday so today is his turn.” no. none of that, I’m just myself with him, we have a lot in common and the few things we dont, not only does he accept them, but he appreciates them. He’s athletic and hes understanding.

Hes just all around better then the last one and I couldnt be happier about that. :)))