Courtney Says... RSS

"Life is like a coin. You can spend it any way you wish, but you only spend it once"
That's Me!

I'm Courtney. I try to surround myself with great people. I have thoughts. I have vivid aspirations and I hope to acheive all of them one day. Nothing comes before my mom, and I live with the notion that if I try really hard, my dreams will become a reality. I'll be able to have it all--the perfect house, with the perfect friends who sip their perfect drinks and I'll wear the perfect clothes and I'll be able to share all my "Perfections" with the people that love me and only me. But until then, I'm stuck dealing with life. These are the trials and tribulations of a suburban teenagers whose dreams go far beyond this small Pennsylvania town.

Older Shit.

Dec
18th
Fri
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I miss my best lady—-

I miss my best lady—-

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Those 3 Words. I Love You. They’re something that should never be questioned once they are uttered by someone. There should never be any hint of uncertainty when a person says it to you. Love is not a maybe thing. There are no second options, there are no “waiting in the wings” there are no runner-ups. There is I Love You, which doesn’t mean I Love You (and someone else a little too). Just. 3. Words. Mean Them.
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…Ouch. It hurts.

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Sometimes, when I’m feeling moody, Alexz Johnson makes me feel better…probably because she’s just as moody. Hah,

Sometimes, when I’m feeling moody, Alexz Johnson makes me feel better…probably because she’s just as moody. Hah,

Oct
25th
Sun
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how can I expect everyone to always jump to my every beck and call?

Aug
9th
Sun
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mommacakes:


kayleeee:

nicole richie




I like this look for her!

it’s kind of a big deal

mommacakes:

kayleeee:

nicole richie

I like this look for her! it’s kind of a big deal

Aug
1st
Sat
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So once upon a Lifeguard...

So it finally happened. Everything I ever hoped and dreamed for happened last night. No, I was dreaming like I thought when I woke up this morning. This boy, this magnificent boy, looked me in the eyes and told me that he cared about me; and I actually had the strength to look him back in the face (and at some parts the ground) and tell him that I felt the same (as if I wasn’t obvious enough). When Tana first said “I want to talk to you.” I thought I was about to get the “Hey buddy, let’s just be friends” speech. My world was literally crumbling behind my content play-it-cool poker face. But once he started sharing all of his feelings and thoughts with me, I thought that I’d fallen into some parallel universe, and good things happened to me. Actually, since I met Tana, life got so much better.

And when he kissed me, I didn’t want him to stop. I didn’t want him to drive away with his best friend John passed out in the backseat (he’s so nice by the way—I feel bad that he’s wrapped up in that situation with Carissa). Even though I didn’t want him to leave, I’m glad he did because it gave me the chance to really, realize…that I care so deeply for him. I’m so selfish, but when I’m around that boy…I just find myself always thinking & actually caring what he’s thinking of me. The truth is, Tana could say his hair is fucked up, or make fun of his dented Mitsubishi Galant—I wouldn’t care. Hell, if he didn’t have a car in the first place, I’d still like the shit out of him because he’s so nice, and funny, and sweet and considerate and just fucking AMAZING. I don’t know how I’ve been living my life without him. But… I don’t want him out of my life. Any time spent with him is valuable to me; whether it’s sitting in his car wondering where to go next or eating Garfield’s or just the way his hand felt on my face when he kissed me; I care about him…and I don’t give a fuck what people have to say about it.

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I’m actually on Tumblr for more than five minutes?

Win.

Jul
13th
Mon
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I couldn’t help it…it’s all your fault.

I couldn’t help it…it’s all your fault.

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Head. Over. Feet.

Head. Over. Feet.