I'm frozen. Cold from the inside out. And I must admit that it isn't because it's raining and the temperature isn't at a cozy setting, it's because you aren't here. I could wear the warmest sweaters or put the heat on full but nothing could help me. I miss your eyes, your smile, but mostly I just miss you.

i have said how I think and convey some things in lyrics but right now the only way I know how to show you how I feel is with them. I think that if I try to speak my voice would be lost in the chaos or I might mess it all up.

Maybe it's time to pick up the pieces again and see if I can put it all back together. It was a beautiful masterpiece, and now it's just a beautiful disaster, but I think I can't give up until it's restored.

"When you and I were getting high as Outer Space, I never thought you'd slip away. I guess I was just a little too late..."

-Shinedown- The Crow And The Butterfly

Sometimes I like to convey my thoughts using song lyrics from a song I like or a line of a book or other means. And I with you knew that. I wish you knew that sometimes I'm speaking to you in this way. I wish you knew it was my way of putting everything I want you to know in words that I don't have the means to do myself.

I love you, I really do. But at this point I don't think I've ever been so disappointed in you before. I know you have a brain and are seriously smart, so why don't you use it and stop doing such stupid action especially when the cost is so high. You'll never know that I found out and it almost killed me, I begged for you to get some mercy out of the situation, and maybe you will. But if you done and worse comes to worse, you knew the consequences when you crossed the line.

I'm not entirely sure how many read this but I'm spreading the word. Vote #teamjace in the Final Round of the YA Crush Tourney, you know you want to! He is hard to resist with his sarcastic charm that leave you laughing and then there's his to die for looks. Fans have helped him make it this far, but here is where it really counts, so come on, vote #teamjace and help him win!
Here's the link to the tourney: href="http://ya-sisterhood.blogspot.com/2011/08/grande-finale-jace-vs-zachary-match-24.html">

I think this made my day, and I have only the wonderful Lane to thank for that because he post this on my wall. : "Rhianna, first off, let me say that I loved being in Film Appreciation with you this year! We've only known each other a few months, but I would consider you a good friend of mine. You are a quirky individual - you never fail to surprise me with your bold personality. I love how you are so honest about your opinions and eager to express yourself no matter what other people may think. Don't let people get you down for being true to yourself."
:]

"No. I have a high pain threshold. In fact, it's less of a threshold and more of a large and tastefully decorated foyer. But I do get easily bored."

-Jace in Cassandra Clare's City of Bones

Urban Dictionary just be one of the best sites for mindless entertainment, or just to see what other people think your name means. I think the best time I've ever had with this site was fucking around on the site with my best friends Peter and Lacey in Foods class instead of looking up out decorative sandwich things. Of course for the most part the teacher thought we were on task thanks to Peter pulling up the "Sammich" tab on UD every time she walked by. He was keeping us all entertained with his animated readings of the definitions. The dirtier the funnier lol. It was going great until the sub walked by and Peter again, faithfully pulled up the other tab and exclaimed "Sammich!" and began rereading the definition out loud. The sub then looked at him and said "You do realize I gave the class free time?" God the look on our faces was priceless.

Check the urban definition....Sammich: A sammich is a type of sandwich. However, it is not just any kind of sandwich. Any old schmuck can throw lunchmeat between two slices of bread and have a sandwich. But no. A sammich is not just a sandwich, it is not just a meal. Sammich is a term reserved for only the holiest and mightiest of all sandwiches. A sammich is a true work of culinary art; a feast on a bun, if you will. A sammich is not made of the best ingredients; it is made of the *right* ingredients. It needs the right meats, and the right cheese(s), the right sauce, the right veggies, and the right kind of bread. Taking footlong sub bread and throwing every kind of meat and cheese and everything else under the sun or in your kitchen pantry on it does not a sammich make. It is akin to an incohesive mishmosh of colors on an artist's easel. Sandwiches make a good snack, but sammiches are forever.

I'm looking through some pictures I've taken over the last while and I came across this one. It still makes me laugh, god we are such totally dorks. I love it though, this still remains one of the best pictures my camera has ever snapped. It is sad however that some of us have gone our separate ways. Lacey you're still one of my best friends and I love you. Ashley, Cassy, well the memories were good, and I hope your lives take you where you want to go and maybe we'll cross paths again.

"Here we go again
I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me
I'm afraid
You're never satisfied
Here we go again
We're sick like animals
We play pretend
You're just
A cannibal
And I'm afraid
I won't get out alive
I won't sleep tonight"

--Neon Trees- Animal

"Be with me. Want me. Stay with me.
I don’t know how to be without you."

-Cassandra Clare- Because It Is Bitter

“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”

— Stephen Crane

The next time a customer looks at me and asks me : "Would you like me to just put the money in your bra?" I swear to god I'm going to say: "No how about you bend over so I can swipe your fucking card?" Like what the fuck, do I look like some sort of stripper or prostitute? Cause I'm a gas jockey.

There is a fine line between joking and sexual harassment, and it isn't funny when it's crossed.

My life feels slightly disconnected, like I have all the pieces but at the moment they don't want to fit together.

The words are ringing in my head and had I known that things would be like this now I would never have listened to a single thing you said. Because I believed, I trusted each word you spoke so softly. But if you knew you had no intention of keeping your word then you should have stayed silent.

"'Genius is relative. That kid that got perfect grades and that kid who can make a bong out of an avocado both qualify."

Today I'm really feeling like doing all of the above options of screaming, crying and being alone. But I know I can let myself do that, not right now. It's just hard when you think things were falling into place and you find they are really falling apart.

It's feels like no matter how far I run, I'm getting no where. Every corner brings me right back to where I started. And it feels like no matter how hard I try and find, they will always find me. There is not a single shadow that can block my cowering form from their site. I think no matter how much I scream and call out, I'll never be heard. My voice is just lost n amongst the chaos surrounding me.

I just want to scream or shout or cry or something because I'm hurt, sad and mad and I'm even madder at myself for feeling this way! I'm mad at you too, you are part of the reason I feel this way and yet I don't want to feel it because I miss you. Yea, after all that I still miss you. After like a month of next to no contact it took a friend taking a trip to the hospital to get one freaking response from you. Gee thank you so, so much.

Sadly my lovely Keybo 2 died on me, so I had to get a new phone. And this is my lovely new phone, the iPhone 4, I call it Timothy. I think it suits my kute little Monster case. :3

Part of me really wants to tell you that you're being a huge dick. But then the other part, the winning half just wants to say that I miss you.