Story Of My Life

Don't think I'm in love with him just because I'm asking about him. He's an irritable boy, though he speaks well. But what do I care about words? And yet, words are a good thing when the man speaking them is pleasant to listen to. He's good-looking, but not too good-looking. He's awfully proud, but his pride suits him. He'll grow up to be a proper man. The best thing about him is his complexion: as fast as he offends me with words, his pretty face heals the wound. He's not very tall, but he's tall enough for his age. His legs aren't great, but they're alright. His lips were nice and red, a little more lively and passionate than the red that was in his cheeks—one was pure red and the other more pink. There are women out there, Silvius, who would have nearly fallen in love with him after inspecting him as closely as I have. But I don't love him or hate him—though I suppose I have more reason to hate him than love him. What right did he have to scold me like that? He said my eyes and my hair were black and, now that I think of it, he scorned me. I'm surprised I didn't bite back. But no matter—I'll get back at him soon enough. I'll write him a taunting letter, and you can deliver it. Will you do that for me, Silvius?


Two Lips


I dare you to look at this and tell me it’s not cute


Love2K - The Bailey Version

After reading Evan Taubenfeld's blog about love (Click HERE to read it), it got me thinking about the love I see in my own life.

Recently, love for us Wallace kids hasn't been working out. My brother and his wife of a year and a half got a divorice in May. He's now living with us along with is adorable dog, Sadie, who is also sitting on my bed with me. They were so in love and from the outside, it just looked like the perfect relationship. But in the end, it ended and now my brother drinks a lot more.

As for me...I was dumped over the phone the other night. Since when has that become an accetable way of ending a realtionship. Sure, I broke up with one of my exs over the phone, but then a week later I found out he had been cheating on me for 2 months. But just for the record, I only cried for about a minute before just getting really angry at technology. I want to go back to the time where the girl would check her mailbox everyday to see if she got a letter from a special someone. Getting rejected by technology sucks. And now with Twitter, I can see some relationships beging ended with an @reply.


I'm gonna try and not to think about it because I know that God loves me and right now, He is the only man I want in my life. He is never ever going to let me down and never ever going to stop loving me. =]


Who Are You Now?

I feel the need to blog...not too sure why

Playing Uno tomorrow before work. I tottaly will win.

Idk why I'm even up this late. Bored I guess.

I'm finding all sorts of new freckles on me. I hope I don't have cancer.

I get to work a lot this week, which is nice for the wallet but not nice for the social life =[



I’m really thinking about just going to this music store to get some new music before I go to Michigan. Like, getting All Time Low’s new CD and maybe something really random so I can broaden my horizon.


Rumble Rumble


So…..I have a stye on my left eye. It hurts real bad sometimes, but having a warm washcloth on it helps tons. I’m still sick so I still look like crap but you can see that my left eye (well…in the picture it’s right) is puffy and gross. I hate feeling like this and I still can’t sallow without it hurting. Oh well… I just better get better before my vacation.