May 2012
Just got home from school, right in time for the Winnie the Pooh movie. I need a beard to cuddle with.
I keep telling myself that I’ll go to bed in 30 minutes and I keep not going to bed in 30 minutes. Send help.
I’ve spent so much time in my head and in my heart that I forgot to live in my...
– Tara Hardy, Bone Marrow (via abasa)
Right now I really need a hug. Really.
When it no longer feels like someone wants to talk to you and you can tell, but you don’t want to go days without hearing from them….
Kicked my first day of beauty school in the butt.
jack-sparrow:
oh right.
the poison.
the poison for kuzco.
the poison chosen especially to kill kuzco.
kuzco’s poison.
I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
I keep telling Erin that I need a boyfriend with a beard and I won’t stop saying it until I have a boyfriend with a beard. Ok, bye.
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my life goal is to buy out an entire concert and then the artist will come on stage so dramatically and it will just be me sitting there like
And also,
I’m wearing a Boston Celtics shirt that I found in my dad’s closet. He told me I could have it. Pretty cool, I guess.
I start school tomorrow. I’ve been waiting for this day for a while now. Things are about to drastically change. I’m both too scared and too excited to deal with. It’s times like now when I wish I had someone to share my emotions with. Someone other than friends or family who is gonna be proud of me for taking a leap and doing what I wanna do. I really just want someone to love...
Remember when they were going to censor the internet?
Remember when people cared about Kony?
Remember when people did the cinnamon challenge?
Remember when everyone played Temple Run?
Remember the Alamo?
Remember the Titans?
remember who you are
satan: let there be wifi passwords
satan: let there be calories
satan: let there be post limit
satan: let there be swag
I just need a house with a huge yard to plant lots of flowers in.
I’m not even trying to act like I’m not terrified to be home alone right now. Seriously to the point of tears.
shaving23spiders:
His palms are sweaty, knees weak arms spaghetti there’s vomit on spaghetti already mom’s spaghetti He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti to drop bombs but he keeps on spaghetti
Trying my best to not be bugged out right now.
spookyteen:
the amount of sex I’m not having totally bums me out.
snoopdong:
Shhh
do you hear that?
It’s the sound of millions of suburban white teenage girls clicking away on facebook to prepare their “Summerr 2012 babyy” photo albums