I’m sad because I love you and I have to sit next to you while you encourage me to talk to boys at bars. I’m sad because no matter what I tell myself, we probably won’t ever get back together and pretty soon I’ll either have to accept that you’ve met someone new, or cope with you leaving for the navy. I’m sad because I actually considered joining the navy with you when you suggested it because it meant you wanted me somewhere with you; it meant you wanted to share something with me; it meant we’d be inevitably connected for life. I’m sad because I’ll never ever tell you this because you’d probably suggest we see less of each other for the sake of my sanity and emotional well being. I’m sad because I know you care about me more than almost anyone else. I’m sad because when I hit the fucking space bar to start a new sentence on my kindle, the autocorrect suggests your fucking name in bold letters. I’m sad that I wake up every morning and whisper “I won’t text him today,” but then I do, or you text me, or you invite me out or in or over. I’m sad because I say yes every time, no matter who I had plans with, or how early I need to be up in the morning, or how much it fucking hurts. I’m sad because I’m as delusional about our break up as I was about our relationship. I’m sad because in my desperate attempt to keep you around I think I’m pushing you further and further away. God dammit I’m sad because I find every one who’s not you utterly boring and idiotic. I’m sad because you could read me the ingredients of paint and I’d hang on every word. You’ve ruined me. Keep fucking ruining me.
FINALLY SEEING THE HOBBIT!!!!! ive been trying so hard to play it cool but like keith might actually see me cry from start to finish of this movie. Either that or he’ll see me stand on my seat and scream THATS NOT WHAT HAPPENS IN THE BOOK THIS IS BULLSHIT
i feel sick and achey, and my moms boyfriend thing is coming over after she promised me and my brother (A WEEK AGO, mind you) that she’d start trying to see things from our perspective and not force him upon us 6 months after our fucking father died so i’ve been told to either “deal with it, leave, or stay in your room”. okay.
Whenever i decide to “wake up early for a change!” i end up running out of things to do by mid afternoon (like now) and then i just sit around and do nothing anyway
My boyfriend just showed up at my house, filled my mouth with whipped cream & a chocolate truffle, handed me a teddy bear bigger than me, kissed me, and left. MY HEART IS GOING TO EXPLODE!!!
Im gunna throw up
The first thing i’m gunna do when i move out is get a fucking cat
Ive realized that i tend to dress like:
a) an old lady
b) an elementary school teacher
c) an elementary school librarian
and/or d) a teenage boy going thru his “local hardcore” phase
Can someone please explain to me why they made words with friends into a board game? Did we forget about scrabble?
I actually have to go to work tomorrow. Ughhhhh unemployment suited me.
I just wanna constantly make out/snuggle with my boyfriend and i think thats like gross and dumb so im just gunna smoke this bowl and hope is doesnt suck the blood clots out of my gums again. Also my friend asked me if we’ve said “i love you” yet and my stomach actually dropped. I just got comfortable with the word “boyfriend” man come on ALSO i have so many mixed feelings on love anyway and how unnecessary it would be to even say it to each other (that is if one day i actually do wake up to the realization that our relationship had somehow shifted from “like” to “love” while i wasnt looking) and how it wouldnt change anything other than make it all seem heavy and serious so im just never gunna say it probably. Ugh i only meant to write the sentence about smoking a bowl. I dont even know if this makes sense is there even punctuation?
i want a big bowl of berries and a hug