It's the little things.





"Everything else you grow out of, but you never recover from childhood. "



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My name is Ann
I was born a Female
I love awkward situations
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About Me

I'm the girl that wants to sail the world, without a paddle. To fly away without wings attached to my back. I'm a free spirit and I have a good heart. I'm the kid thats never picked for kickball, so I decide to sit on the side and draw on the pavement. I try not to get dramatic over things, and just find a better alternate.


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Thursday, August 05, 2010
I have to be good at everything I do, and for the most part, I am. But
that's the thing, I'm <i>just</i> good. I never succeed to being great
or excellent. I'm just good at lots of things, but never extraordinary.
And you know what makes up extraordinary? It's the
<strong>extra</strong>, and I feel that is just something that I lack.


Ann [ 5:52 PM ]


Monday, August 02, 2010
Old crap that I've written.

I stand there sing my heart out, I sing there on the stage.
My stomach feels like dropping, I try not to be afraid,
At this time of day, where possibly could you be?
Anywhere, but here for me.

Waiting at the park, you told me to show up,
So you could make it up for being so dumb.
But right of now, where possibly could you be?
Anywhere, but here with me.

I'm gonna fly away, fly like a bird,
To go some other place, where I'll be heard.
You want me to stay, I have to steer clear,
You finally showed up, but
I'm anywhere but here.



Ann [ 11:10 AM ]


Sunday, August 01, 2010
No matter how open I am about one thing. There will always be a bigger secret hiding beneath that truth. I don't want anyone to understand me.


Ann [ 7:30 PM ]


Sunday, May 16, 2010
#2: How To Know You're a Badass.

You drive your Harley Davidson to IHOP on Sundays.



Ann [ 9:11 AM ]


You meet so many people, and they all claim that they're this amazing,
unique, and original human being. They tell you that you'll never meet
another person like them. Though it may be true to a certain extent, in
my mind we're all the same.

We all say we're so different, well maybe by our DNA sequence, but all
of us are so caught up with today's culture that we end up being like
everyone else. Those kids that propose "you'll never meet anyone like
me." They're wrong because, oh, I will, and maybe even several more. I
know that you could maybe meaner, or your attitude may be distinct. I
know you may not be intentionally trying to be different, like a hefty
majority of people I have encountered. But, there <b>are</b> a
superfluous amount of people that can relate to you.

You have to realize that in the end, we're really all the same. Not that
it's a bad thing, I promise. We all have hearts, though some uses it
more than others. We all know pain that can be guided towards happiness.
We all can be great people because we are aware that we have been bad.

I'm not trying to tell you that you're not special, or that you don't
matter. I'm trying to get into your head that everyone else is special,
and everyone else is amazing too. That we all have unimaginable talents.
Not just you.



Ann [ 8:46 AM ]


Monday, May 03, 2010



Ann [ 11:08 PM ]


Finally it will be Facebook official.


Ann [ 11:05 PM ]