March 2010
1 post
ams.
I don’t know where to start or how to even begin to pour my words out. As you know, I like you. Quite a lot, actually. I have had heart to hearts with Mike on multiple occasions. You always want to know what I say to him, so I will see if I can write it down for you. Well, it always starts off with me saying that I really like you. There is something about you that just makes me feel alright. You...
February 2010
7 posts
this is when
…I give up.
formspring.me
ask away, please.
http://formspring.me/ohnickynapalm
I'm dying!! I feel like I'm going to throw up...
kisabel:
there are only a few people i can trust around here and they actually care to fucking talk to me.
end/
I’m off to watch my life as liz and reminiscence about how my life would be
with or without bryson.
-_______-
I hope you feel better :)
I want a boyfriend that:
kisabel:
dropdeadjenny:
swimmingintheflood:
lameo:
swimmingintheflood:
liriangelcarolina:
-I can open up to. -Is incredibly cute in every single way. -Cares about me. I mean REALLY cares. -Has an adorable voice. -Is always a sweetheart. Always. -Will pick me up in the mornings to eat breakfeast at Denny’s. -Is funny, charming, and smart. -Will make me smile like there’s no tomorrow....
Dear Everyone
text me but please make sure to tell me who you are :)
407 456 2201
it saddens me that a lot of the people I considered family are going nowhere with their lives now and are making absolutely nothing of themselves. Even the people I thought would. Some of them just need to get out of this god forsaken town. It breaks my heart to see how much they have lost due to their poor choices. I suppose things happen for a reason, right?
words are not enough, let your actions speak.
December 2009
9 posts
tis the season to be jolly.
and nothing feels real anymore
I saw this field, that grew perfection, full of things you do.
625.) Everytime I see you smile, you make me...
kisabel:
sometimesyouleave:(via blogconfession)
we celebrate the lives of the dead.
everyone must breathe, until their dying breath.
if not, then are we really living?
maybe I need a band-aid.
I’m tired. I’m tired of the daily routine. I’m tired of my pretty average life. I’m tired of my pretty average looks. I’m tired of my pretty average town. I’m tired of this pretty average state.
I need something new. Something exciting. Something unfamiliar.
I go day in, day out living the same day…over and over again. I feel like a caged animal with no hope for escape. I fight. I kick. I...
maybe I need a band-aid.
I’m tired. I’m tired of the daily routine. I’m tired of my pretty average life. I’m tired of my pretty average looks. I’m tired of my pretty average town. I’m tired of this pretty average state.
I need something new. Something exciting. Something unfamiliar.
I go day in, day out living the same day…over and over again. I feel like a caged animal with no...
truth: I would like to give up now.
November 2009
4 posts
I’ve been clean for three hundred sixty-six days.
sometimes being misunderstood isn’t such a bad thing.
sometimes, I just want to take off. You know, just leave. I want to take off from my room, start running down my street…and then just keep running. I want to run until my legs cannot carry me any further, and then run some more. Sometimes, I just want to jump into that boat that Max took to that magical place. I want to be the King of something. Anything. I want to be in charge, because...
I'm losing it.
all I ever wanted to do was to fall in love, just to be in love.
it’s been quite awhile since I’ve felt needed. Not in a friendly kinda way, but that “oh-my-god-I’m-so-in-love-with-you” kinda way. Sometimes it’s nice to feel the touch of a loved one. A hand on your cheek, a head on your shoulders, their lips on yours. It’s been quite some time since I...
August 2009
3 posts
truth: true love.
Have you ever been in love? I have and I am pretty sure you have, your friends have and everyone you know has. Have you been in love with someone and you couldn’t tell them because you knew it would destroy what you had with them? Yeah, it’s a rough situation to be in. Extremely difficult. I am in love with my bestfriend and I can’t even begin to tell her. She’s happy in a...
oh, and..
the idea of life, love and the ultimate pursuit of happiness…bullshit.
:)
sometimes.
you need to know when to keep fighting and when to give up.
guess what?
it’s about that time for me to give up, sorry folks.
July 2009
21 posts
it's about that time..
for me to go poop.
:)
“I’ll blend up that rainbow above you and shoot it through your veins.”
– Owl City
night.
I need a cigarette, good conversation and a beer.
963.] I don't believe in God.
(via confessthewholetruth)
fake, fake, fake.
it’s hard to accept the fact that when you think you know somebody, they turn out to be the EXACT opposite. I’m severly disappointed in someone who will remain anonymous. They were so close to me. Hah, when I used to smoke a lot of pot, I’d call them at the wee hours of the morning ripped out of my mind and we’d talk til the sun rose and then talk some more. We’d...
I hate.
that empty feeling inside that makes you feel sick to your stomach.
T.K.H. like you said, you're like gasoline.
I’ve been in and out of love. I’ve had my heart broken and you bet your bottom dollar, I’ve broken hearts. I’ve grown up and down. I’ve acted my age and at the same time I haven’t. I’ve said things that have shaken the very foundation of peoples’ lives and people have shaken mine. I’ve met people all throughout life, some are friends and some...
goodnight.
today has been eye opening and revealing. I’ve learned a lot about what makes me who I am and what I strive to be. I’m no different than anybody else, I want to fit in at times, I don’t want to be made fun of but at the same time I am so opposite from everyone else it’s ridiculous. To the ladies who thought I’d be addicted to tumblr. you were right. It’s...
Michael Robert Przymusik Jr.
had sex with Kim.
a forty-one year old mom.
I'm so lost.
there is one person who came into my life recently and has built me up and has made me change the way I view a variety of things, she told me not to give up and to always keep fighting. The same person who told me that, is now giving up on herself. I don’t know what to say or do to help restore some faith in her.
blehh, my heart is breaking.
like five seconds ago.
Mike called me a tool.
no waaaaaaaay.
hah, he’s the dullest tool in the shed.
I hate.
people who abuse the fact that I’m their friend and would give an arm and a leg to help them out.
“…there’s no where to go but up from here.”
– Broadway
“It doesn’t matter how slow you go as long as you do not stop.”
– wisdom of Confuscious
my foot is asleep.
and so is the rest of my body, however, my brain is going 4230842394 miles an hour.
rainy days.
I like the rain and the overcast skies. I like hearing the pitter-patter of the cascading rain and I like standing outside and feeling the rain stream down my face. To me, standing in the rain is like being baptised. It’s refreshing and cleansing. I like the smell of the rain and the look of the droplets dangling from blades of grass. I’ve thought about a lot of things in the past...
confessional.
I’ve come here to confess. Not to your God, not to you, not to your friends, not to my friends. I’ve come to confess to myself. I’ve come to apologize to myself. I’ve treated myself like shit. I’ve chosen to be an asshole even though that is the exact opposite of my true nature. I’ve poisoned my body continuously with drugs and alcohol. I’ve made dumb...
old habits die hard.
I don’t want to be “oh nickyyy napalm” anymore.
“You have to do your own growing no matter how tall your grandfather was.”
– - Abraham Lincoln
a time to grow.
There comes a point where you just need to stop. You need to put an end to everything. All the partying, all the sex, drugs and rock and roll; just needs to end. At some point in your life, you need to know when to grow up. You need to know when too far is too far. I’ve come to that point in my life where I’m like, “what the fuck am I doing with my life? Where am I going? What happened to the boy...
All for One, One for All
All for One, One for All
By: Nicholas A. Weimer
Peace of mind. Hope. Faith. Serenity. All things which I long for but never seem to acquire, I spend most of my time sitting alone on a dock often looking, searching, hoping that the horizon will provide the answers to my questions. I’ve spent countless hours waiting for something. Something to happen, some sort of sign, a miracle. Anything. I used...