sing like you think no one's listening

im emily. from long island, used to go to school in boston but transferred to suny. i reblog anything about friends, chocolate, fashion, new york or music. i love quotes and lyrics. i say more than i should on this but whatever. i dont know where i am going in life or anything but im learning not worry.
"welcome to the real world, it sucks!"=]
oh and recently ive been talking about my boyfriend alot. sorry if that annoys you...he makes me happier than i have been for a while so i enjoy telling people all about it!

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It’s not wrong to allow another person to make me feel safe. That’s a feeling of rare security in this world and I refuse to let people tell me otherwise. Human comfort isn’t a weakness.

As much as I didn’t love college, I would do anything to go back and have my Thomas again.


yesterday my calendar quote was “make happiness a habit.” which is exactly what i plan to do!

april 30

i have decided to make this the year of emily. i’m so done with getting angry, i know i have a problem with it and i’m learning how to deal with it. that being said i’m done with allowing things to anger me even if they truly deserve me anger. sometime i feel people just deserve to get yelled at - some people don’t truly understand until you do yell at them. And thats whats going to be hardest i think. theres a certain satisfaction that come with yelling at someone. there’s also a certain satisfaction with knowing you have the power to truly scare someone. thats a power that is scary on both our ends.
i dont want to be angry, i’m not an angry person. the littlest thing can make me happy. seeing and petting a dog can literally make my whole day. but then one tiny little thing happens and my view of the days has changed. why is that? and why do i let it happen? and then why do i let myself get annoyed because i just let myself get angry over something little? what the actual fuck is this process.
im swear i’ll get a handle on it someday.

the weirdest thing of all is that i know i have this problem, close friends know i know i have this problem, my friend is very much aware i know i have this problem (bless his soul). but why doesn’t my family know? what is keeping them from understanding i have this little slight anger issue? its not like they are in denial, because i don’t know i don’t think its anything to be ashamed of really. instead they instigate. they recently told me “its funny its to easy to make you mad.” really funny guys. what they don’t understand is that they just ruined my whole day. i wasn’t just casually mad for a minute. I was angry and with an actual legitimate reason to be angry (which is the worst and most powerful form of anger, i have learned). what is so funny about that? even when i try to tell them, nothing. i’m not here to further rant about my family because, lets face it, i have twitter for that. i’m just genuinely curious to find the reasoning behind it all. its not even my goal to get them to understand, because after 22 years its a lost cause and i’m okay with that. just why do they think its funny, what is it that they dont understand about someone they have literally known and watch grow for 22 years?

if you think about, human interaction is one of the coolest and weirdest situations to observe. As a soon to be teacher, I have a habit of observing body movement and interactions casually throughout the day and its one of the most enjoyable games i play. but i have realize - finally- that i should really get a grip on myself first. Theres a lot i dont know about myself and a lot of slight adjustments i need to make in order to be a better me. and writing really really calms me down, it always has. its the only way i have ever been able to (somewhat) clearly describe my emotions.

so this is it, tumblr friends, im back.

(lol that ending was so dramatic i felt like gossip girl….)

well folks, i dont use this anymore and therefore i have totally forgotten who i follow and who follows me. but go ahead and unfollow me if you want because i’m not done ranting.

things that make me happy

the office
pitch perfect
my sheet
harry potter
rubber duckies

Reblogged from jezie-of-stars

well im glad i started using tumblr again yesterday bc today i told my sister my deepest darkest secret and cried so hard thanks to mary ann that i could vom at any second. i dont think ill ever be out of this anxiety attack and didnt realize how much i depended on thomas for my mental stability. im so worried about myself and so thankful to have colleen in my life.
for once i literally just can’t.

Reblogged from jimmytfallon

if this doesn’t make you smile…

(Source: jimmytfallon, via kelsey-leann)

my head is feeling things that im not ready to handle.
perfect time to come back on tumblr.