Monday, April 27, 2009

i found the perfect make out song ever
(random, i know)
grind on me - pretty ricky

LISTEN

Saturday, April 25, 2009

i must say, the thing that bugs me most about my family is that we have nothing in common, and we look nothing alike.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

jodie cooke


has decided to find herself. and however cheesy that may sound... I think it'll do the trick.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009



all of my hair is goneeee!

Monday, April 20, 2009

dear jason bank:

WHERE ARE YOU?
happy 420


~*~****smok3 w33d every daiiiii*~*~

Saturday, April 18, 2009

I have had a total of 30 hours of sleep this whole week. I think I just cut off 10 years of my life span.

:(

Jodie's Pet Peeves

001. When Calvin Roberts feels it necessary to find every single person's lighter and toss it in to the fire. If I wanted flaming wood flying at my face, I would do it myself asshole. And thanks to you, we no longer have any lighters.

002. Drama bombs.

003. Not sleeping.

004. How I do so many favours for all of my friends when I have other commitments.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

“Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.”

-E.E. Cummings

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

I kind of regret telling you everything. We've changed.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

i just woke up
i haven't slept in days
and i reeeeeeek of campfire.
sick!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

your routine sickens me

Sunday, April 5, 2009

I feel like I'm a mosquito at work - just an annoyance to everyone. Not fully acknowledged in any way, like I'm trying to skate up hill.
In many ways, I hope I never find out what I'm capable of as I feel the darkness would outweigh the light

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
01. the less time i spend with you, the more i want it to stay that way. you are selfish, rude, and absolutely oblivious to my feelings. have a nice life.

02. i can't read you.

03. i wish i never met you. i want you out of my life forever.

04. i'm sorry. i still love you, but i can't bring myself to be with you ever again.

so, so, so sick of rumors

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

And that you'd killed the better part of me
If you could just milk it for everything
I've said what I'd said and you know what I mean
But I still can't focus on anything

looking through patient eyes

i see happiness nearby