You darlings have me up to 700. I mean, for tumblr famous bloggers, that’s whatever. But for me, it’s more like, hey 700 individuals sort of appreciate you. They find you interesting. They like what you admire. and perhaps sometimes what you have to say. They don’t have to, but they do. And so that’s why all 700 of you mean something to me.
I’m Alexis, for those of you who haven’t figured that out yet. No one likes to post in my ask box, trust me lol I’m really unpopular but I’m ok with that. You can stalk the “me” link on the left hand side of my page or you could start plaguing my inbox instead. Or you could do both. I’m not picky. Thanks again, I love you guys! :)
13- Definitely! Blue eyes are my favorite, but I was born with green eyes. They changed to brown :/
65- sometimes I dance around the house and sometimes I imagine myself interviewing musicians
134 - Uhm he’s tall. Not too skinny, not too fat. He’s smart, but stupid. Bluish eyes. Beautiful face. Great smile.
183 -I love it! I’m just not very good at it…
206 -you still swim around the canals of my head like cocaine
so Nick Jonas stood 1.5 feet away from me at this concert tonight. and I don’t care because I’m not a Jo Bro’s fan.
Luke Pritchard waved to me and cutely stood next to the stage with his girlfriend, watching Foster the People’s last song of the night
it fucking down poured and Mark pretty much climbed into the crowd during “Pumped Up Kicks.”
I sat on the train like a wet dog the whole ride home and chugged down an Arizona green tea.
I regret nothing.
pardon the obnoxious lighting in my room. In case you haven’t stalked the “me” link, I’m Alexis and I just wanted to say hello and thank you to all my new followers I haven’t had the chance to thank yet, before I head off to see the Maine. I appreciate you guys so much <3
So I take it all back. Tonight was wonderful, in every sense of the word. Everyone was welcoming and encouraging and remarkable, and I could not be any more grateful for this scholarship. I don’t know how I go into a speech, shaking life a leaf, and end with a standing ovation, but I could get used to the concept.
It is absolutely pouring outside and I’m listening to Mystery Jets. One has no relevance to the other, but it’s a beautiful combination. I just want to sit here with my tea and immerse myself in everything that is beautiful. I don’t want to think. I don’t want to cry. I don’t even want to talk. I just want to sit here, alone, and be.