February 2009
I am exhausted
today i helped assemble my new bed, and almost completely cleaned my room. it sounds so simple. i had no idea how fucking dirty this room was. there’s just so much SPACE to throw all of my junk around in! wowza. lovin’ this new sensation of being raised off of the floor. good bye and good riddance, futon.
January 2009
I'd like to be a chef
Isn’t that predictable.
I’m going downstairs to make some pain de la campagne. And perhaps a salad nicoise.
I would really like to make copious amounts of delicious food all of the time.
Tonight I have to jump back into reality and work at the DEAL… but I don’t want to. I also have to go back to CCBC on Monday, which sounds really dreadful. I’m gonna be so sore for...
florida
was delicious. grapefruit. sunshine. flip flops. rollercoasters. salt water.
love is good.
i am SOOOOOOOOOO about to do this shit. i don't... →
(via antepenult)
LETS DO IT.
“bipolar bear party ahead”
or
“gnomes ahead”
or
“eat a cookie and a big dick every day”
^^ would that fit?
…thats what she said.
where is my mind?
i’m utterly confused.
miraculous.
i just checked my bank balance and somehow when i filled my tank up the other day, the machine only charged me $1 instead of $24.
that’s the coolest thing ever.
i am taking great comfort in the fact that 5 days from now, i will be in sunny florida enjoying temperatures >60.
(after that i must add, OVER 9000!?!?!)
house tonight was disappointing.
hanky panky.
thank god for...
Artificial Virginity Hymen
girlsontv:
a-buyalos:
no more worry about losing your virginity. With this product, you can have your first night back anytime. Insert this artificial hymen into your vagina carefully. It will expand a little and make you feel tight. When your lover penetrate, it will ooze out a liquid that look like blood not too much but just the right amount. Add in a few moans and groans, you will pass...
this is the apocalypse
i am willingly watching football.
i baked a very ugly cake
purple and yellow should not ever be frosting colors.
i hope i can sleep tonight… i also hope my parents get a new bed soon so i can have something to sleep on. for now, it’s the floor for me!
i really want to learn the magic of light painting, and i’d like to buy all of the episodes of mystery science theater on itunes.
i need nyquil.
my bed is cold on one side
the humidifier makes a comforting sound, but i still miss your half-snore.
large stuffed bears do not make very good cuddle buddies.
i’d like to invent a cure for the common cold.
poor taylor lautner. that boy must be on steroids.... →
(via antepenult)
OH MY GOD. -shrieks and dies-
a hot chick riding a mechanical barrel
television is the devil.
skunk hair is also the devil.
barbara walters hair is the devil times 666.
sleep is good, and so are kisses. end of story.
you know very well that i could not exist without...
i think tomorrow i’ll dye my hair, and get it cut.
i’m thinking this style, but maybe not so short.
perhaps very dark brown.
2009 is going to be a fresh start for me.
i’m gonna actually start going to my classes, maintain some sort of semi-healthy lifestyle, try not to throw hissy fits, grow up, get a haircut, figure out what i want to do with my life, and try not to forget...
we’re here to make each other happy
– you
i'm turning into a 15 year old boy
…that’s what she said
i’d like to go to the double t and get coffee, and a giant cookie with sprinkles all over it.
my transmission is shot, which will be expensive.
i miss kisses.
two weeks to florida.
…my brother is cooler than i will ever be.
gotta see a woman about a cunt
i hate doctors appointments. the main reason for this is that the first thing they do is check my weight. personally, i do not like being reminded that i continue to gain weight.
plus, today i had to get blood drawn. HATE syringes. and i also had to get that damn cervical cancer shot. again, HATE syringes. and that thing burns man… and they gotta jab you right in the muscle. yuck.
anyway,...
of all things...
Aladdin: I did think of you when kanine krunchies came on on random
Me: hahaha, awesome. dog treats. that's what reminds you of me?
Aladdin: mmmyup
Who, being loved, is poor?
– Oscar Wilde
i can never sleep
and i find myself thinking about things that should never cross my mind
i’d like a new tattoo
my head is killing me
i miss your lips
i miss your face
i miss every part of you
bubble bath time maybe
perhaps i’ll go for a drive
i’m broke again
boys will always be boys
men are a different kind of horse
…too legit to quit.