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cashisadouchebag:

what happens when a meant to be is not being what it was meant to be? what if the vision of how your heart would be happy was 2 steps to the left of you and you kept stepping right? is their a way to get what you want in life no matter what or at sometime do you have to say the time is time. if quitters never win and winners never quit then why would someone quit on what they want to win, no matter what the situation is. is their a “line” that you can’t cross morally or do you drop morals against others and substitute it for your own happiness?
if you don’t know me by now i am a man who gets what he wants or dies trying to. but im dead inside about an issue so if i feel that way does it mean i already died trying to? or does it mean i haven’t lived long enough to try and get my chance?
the only secret that will ever be kept to myself is the one that i am typing in this blog to you right now. im slowly seeing an opportunity appear before me and the choices are to either pursue the situation and keep following up or pretend it isn’t happening in front of my face. theres so many words to describe whats going on but at the same time you could be even more descriptive by using less words. words dont express feelings, words express how you feel. confused? so am i.
some of these thoughts i feel like a criminal for having them but at the same time its addicting to act juvenile. its a rush to have something only you have to show to only yourself. its a great feeling knowing that you are your own bestfriend in a scenerio keeping the deepest secret of all time.
judging by this picture above, yes, the heart is missing something. the heart is missing more than something, its missing half of itself. i feel as if im no longer in search for the other half. i think it found me. i dont know when it will find me, but i know it did. i can feel it. has anyone ever had that feeling? where they feel good out of nowhere and know that everything is going to be ok with things from the last few years you thought werent going to be?
so, im ready. im waiting. im here. im stable. im caring.
im yours.
-cash money.

this right here?  this is the kind of stuff that makes cash one of my favorite people in the world, and yet i’ve only met him once, outside of a show in Seattle last summer.
stay strong, boy.  things will be okay.  they ALWAYS will.

cashisadouchebag:

what happens when a meant to be is not being what it was meant to be? what if the vision of how your heart would be happy was 2 steps to the left of you and you kept stepping right? is their a way to get what you want in life no matter what or at sometime do you have to say the time is time. if quitters never win and winners never quit then why would someone quit on what they want to win, no matter what the situation is. is their a “line” that you can’t cross morally or do you drop morals against others and substitute it for your own happiness?

if you don’t know me by now i am a man who gets what he wants or dies trying to. but im dead inside about an issue so if i feel that way does it mean i already died trying to? or does it mean i haven’t lived long enough to try and get my chance?

the only secret that will ever be kept to myself is the one that i am typing in this blog to you right now. im slowly seeing an opportunity appear before me and the choices are to either pursue the situation and keep following up or pretend it isn’t happening in front of my face. theres so many words to describe whats going on but at the same time you could be even more descriptive by using less words. words dont express feelings, words express how you feel. confused? so am i.

some of these thoughts i feel like a criminal for having them but at the same time its addicting to act juvenile. its a rush to have something only you have to show to only yourself. its a great feeling knowing that you are your own bestfriend in a scenerio keeping the deepest secret of all time.

judging by this picture above, yes, the heart is missing something. the heart is missing more than something, its missing half of itself. i feel as if im no longer in search for the other half. i think it found me. i dont know when it will find me, but i know it did. i can feel it. has anyone ever had that feeling? where they feel good out of nowhere and know that everything is going to be ok with things from the last few years you thought werent going to be?

so, im ready. im waiting. im here. im stable. im caring.

im yours.

-cash money.

this right here?  this is the kind of stuff that makes cash one of my favorite people in the world, and yet i’ve only met him once, outside of a show in Seattle last summer.

stay strong, boy.  things will be okay.  they ALWAYS will.

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About Me

Jessica

'First in my heart you ever shall be, for I love you my Alpha Xi'

College student, 20
True to gold and double blue.
American girl, born and bred.
Ron Paul 2012
Baseball is my one true love
Loves anything with sparkles or ruffles
Also loves flannel and guns.
Believes in authenticity
Loves theater and being backstage
Likes people.
Fabulous and happy.

'Not all those who wander are lost'






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Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.

-Henry David Thoreau


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