January 2011
166 posts
Same thing has happened to me, only we had been... →
Roots
You dont know mine. You’d never really guess them, either. But I grew up differently than most of you. Surrounded by land, family, and basically poverty. I grew up on a farm that was bought by scandal by a Uncle by marriage, everyone said he had a demon inside of him. Generations of gambling with debts, 100 acres tucked away in this pretty little spot by coddle creek in Harrisburg, North...
Im so very confused. Life always does that, throws someone your way when you least expect it. I dont know, Im really not that confused, I know whos worth it, whos always been worth it, who has my heart.
parsley tea to kick start mother nature.
i feel so shitty today.
greater than three always.
At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner because I still miss someone Oh, no I he never gets over my blues eyes He sees them every where I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if he’s sorry For leavin’ what...
Everyone
at home is so fake. Im glad I got the fuck out of dodge when I had the chance. It took me awhile to realize it, but I have embraced my NEW life, and my NEW future. I have no desire to go back to the 704 for awhile atleast, Im content. But when I do go back I know it will be refreshing to know I can leave. Even this summer when classes are over, I dont see Concord on the list, I see oceans and...
For the first time
in my life. I am understanding and enjoying biology. it only took getting to a university to do the trick.
Antebellum is my favorite word.
Home is where the heart is.
(period)
People who link their Tumblr to Facebook and/or...
youbitch-:
god, I adore southern history and its culture.
its the stress
its the stress that breaks you, not the person you are craving, because he cant fix the bad days any more or less than you can. its the stress that you have to succeed, that you have to make it until a particular date to feel whole again. its the in between that breaks you. its the not knowing, but somehow telling yourself that you really do know and that everything will work out how it will in...
violent femme: the stars burn through the good and... →
likelava:
i like the blues. i like the moon too. i like the flowers you collected for me that one afternoon. the backyard i grew up in was always starry and passive like midnight. i used to sit on the back porch and see if i could hear god in the morning. one day i will leave the south. i have dreams about…
When I drink I say things I don’t want to say I do things I don’t wanna do I talk mean to you But if I think I just might get something out of this My parents taught me to learn when I miss Just do your best Just do your best It’s the only way to keep that last bit of sanity Maybe I don’t have to be good but I can try to be At least a little better than I’ve been so...
I CAN OUT EAT YOU
Reblog if you read that wrong.
I feel like I am always drinking beer.
beer is good. and by the end of the semester I feel like I may have the tolerance of an alchy.
Its snowing in Wilmington, Again
this never happens people.
so guess who got her avett brothers ticket for...
me me me me me me :D
and my mountain man is coming from asheville to the dub.
very excited.
