Hanner's Journal

Make peace with the past so it won’t mess up your present, get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful. No matter how you feel: get up, dress up and show up because all that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

The other dayit felt good to be in my bones
I was looking out of my windshield
over hands gripping the top of the steering wheel
(my hands, slightly calloused from steel strings
and frisbees and shovels and summer-length belt sanding)
and I thought
It feels good to be in my bones
to be myself in this particular moment in time
car speakers loudly shuffling Third Eye Blind
and singing along
my voice competing with the stereo and the
hurried wind-rushing of windows-down-driving
on a tree-lined North Carolina road
with sunset-clouds way up and to the left
a blazing painted sky-furnace

Thy Kingdom Come, indeed

rory

d1anonly22:thanks professor homo

"i feel like legitimate is an illigitimate word for legit." Lindsey

caleb:i'm one in a million, maybe a trillon. i'm like the lottery, zoe's mom likes pottery

Emily Thompson:
you probably stay up all night writing HP fan fiction
about you and harry falling in love
and like you defeating voldemort
and being awesome
...I know I do

On Westmoreland Drive, born and raised
In the culdesac where i spent most of my days
Hangin' out,running, and exploring all cool
Playing some ping pong outside the school

i read chelseas second journal and cried all afternoon. something broke or popped or a stitch came out or something underneath my chin and its been bleeding from like 330 until now which is like almost 11. crap.

i got my industrial piercing tonight. amy got her cartilage pierced. we are sisters. chelsea and i talked about music and how we have EVERYTHING in life in common. before amy and i went to ink link i came home from deaf expo and a golden retriever followed me and i called amy to see what to do and amy stuck her head out of the circle window in d3 and we had a total gilmore girls moment. it was so sweet. i was like WHAT DO I DO and she just had her head stuck out of the window and was like I DUNNO. SO GOOD. i miss travis. im drinking clear kool-aid. i love my life a lot. i missed jessica a lot today.

i love my life a lot. valentines day was great. ended up sitting in travis's bed eating corn pops and cheerios. cuddled all night long. kissed all night long. then chelsea accidently mooned me and i mooned her and tori didn't have any underwear on anyway. i love everything

"the oldest, a girl named kenny, was born deaf"- orchid of the bayou

"friendship is like pee"-lindsey

sometimes i really love sitting in my room with the windows open in janurary laughing and playing on rate my kitten.com

listening to aaron carter in steph's car and laughing and being perfectly happy is wonderful
standing in the snow with travis getting kisses and having jonny pack opening the window and yelling at us to get a room is also wonderful
dancing in the snow with my girls whilst wearing long john's with polar bears on them with steph, brittany, courtney, and amy and taking pictures and counting snowflakes we are eating is beyond wonderful
i really love my life.

shoulder blade & fingertip kisses are some of my favorite things in the world.

"and they ask me if i am in love and i reply yes."

Travis: I'm still on facebook

me:story of your life

travis: you are the story of my life and I like it.

this moment i swear life is perfect

listening to Life Run Deep at 1 AM with no pants on in the comfort of my own home 7 days from christmas talking about life with matthew is pretty great.

18 months.

and my first kiss.

"your whore is bigger than an eagles wings" Lindsey.

11:30 on 11/30 travis asked me out. we were listening to christmas music.

i just rearranged my bed for maximum cuddle space. this is wild.

"alright guys its 38 degrees out here and we're playing frisbee. awesome. lets get naked"

shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot. i just spent two hours cuddling with a boy.

i hate messing up friendships. things with matthew are screwed up. i need to cry. i have a rash on my arm and its bad looking. i like signing. i can't wait to go to grandma and grandpa's. i freaking miss lee. i miss jessica. i hate how swollen my face is. i hate remembering the summer of 2007. it was so shitty. i don't like all these emotions flooding back to me and sinking into them. i watch too much oc and do too little homework. i hate bright eyes. "i want a lover i don't have to love" thats such a jerk thing to want.

when obama became president i was in HAPY wing, it was 11:01 and i had just said goodnight to phillip and josh in the lobby and went back to his room to get my shoes and say bye to kurt and eric and steven and james. i walked back to my room and called emily to tell her there were people running around and yelling OBAMAAAAA and others yelling SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!! and i walked in my room and Apple bottom jeans & the boots with the fur was playing.

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