Adam: That's a walk of shame!
Me (wearing last night's costume): You're walking me to my car!
Mom: You came home in your costume?!
Me: What else was I supposed to come home in?!
For the love of god, what are you so upset about?
If you’re tired of carrying me, stop carrying me. Drop all 150 lbs of me. I will not be offended, I assure you.
The Idea of Us
dearoldlove: You worked on the idea of us for years, but gave up once it happened. Oh exbf, I really wish I could hate you. And, I may avoid your eyes when I see you in person. But, I don’t think I could ever hate you.
In a Folder
dearoldlove: I hope you still have those photos of me saved somewhere in a folder on your computer, and come across them one day. And remember you once loved me. I didn’t write this but I totally could have.
I don’t get it. How does “I came out of the closet” equate to “I stopped wearing sleeves/I frequently don’t wear a shirt?” I can’t even comprehend.
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.– J.D. Salinger (via sleeper1992)
I’ve got to admit. I find it extremely complimentary that I have an uncanny resemblance to my friend’s 1st grade crush. I have a doppleganger or she does I should say. She’s about 8 years older than I am.
So the other day I slept over my friend’s house and at some point I woke up in the middle of the morning without my shirt on. WHAT THE FUCK?! So naturally I woke up my friend who was sleeping right next to me and asked him what happened to it. It was obvious he had no idea. He was asleep. He suggested maybe I took it off cause I was hot. Now the thing is…this is not the first time this...
Okay, so I’m pretty damn annoyed right about now. What the fuck, universe!
Food trucks and mini golf…when did I get so wholesome? It’s weird but good.
this is me. tonight.
loveyourchaos: I’m fucking sad and I’m going to bed.
You wanna make me sick, you wanna lick my wounds, don’t you, baby? You want the badge of honor when you save my hide But your the one, and the way, of the day of the doom, baby If you need my shame to reclaim your pride… When I think of it, My fingers turn to fists! I never did anything to you man! No matter what I try, You beat me with your bitter lies So call me crazy, hold me down,...
Work was exhausting.
1. I don’t want to go to work today. I know once I get there it’ll be fine but the process of getting there is so emotionally draining. There’s too much going on and I already feel like I’m failing even though I haven’t even started. 2. I’m really glad I saw my best friend last night. I missed her. Like crazy. 3. No more weirdos. No more. Can’t handle....
If you want it, you can have it. But, you've got...
Choice words right there.
There is no logical reason why I’m sitting at Phillipe’s eating soup by myself on Wednesday night. And, yet, here I sit. My life is strange and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities; New York gets god-awful...– J. Kerouac ” On the Road” (via whatsupstairs) Preach.
Make me some tea, darling. I promise I’ll be quiet.
I am my biggest problem and my greatest solution.
And the research begins…
it’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything– chuck palahniuk (via itskindofastupidblog)