i was so high earlier i didn’t recognize anyone on my twitter so i asked everyone to be my friend
currently getting bitchslapped by reality and i don’t like it
The guy I like came over today and while we were listening to music, he said “Oh, I just found this singer, Marina and the Diamonds… let me introduce you to her!”
Honey… you don’t know who I am, do you?
by far the best part of last night was laying next the boy i like listening to in the aeroplane over the sea.
I’m 99% sure I met my soulmate in the drive-thru line at Taco Bell tonight, he was suuuuuupa hot and apparently an Ivy League grad who just moved here (so I guess that’s why he’s working at Taco Bell) and likes the same music as me and said he hoped to “see me soon” and told me he works Monday thru Friday, so I’m just gonna casually go to Taco Bell every single day until I get his number.
hooray for sleepover thursday!
best tradition since sunday shenanigans
why can’t i like things that are good for me? like vegetables and nice boys
I can’t believe I choose to subject myself to Sunday Shenanigans every week.
And this week’s theme was “Don’t touch me EVER”
true friendship is saying, “she looks like retarded Miley Cyrus” at the exact same time.
what the fuck was tonight
I DON’T WANT TO FUCKING GRADUATE I AM NOT READY TO LEAVE SOME WONDERFUL FLAWLESS PEOPLE
today I was filling my doctor in on my love life and I told him how I broke up with my bf and things didn’t work out with the last guy I was interested in because he was going into the Air Force
and he goes
“I guess that one didn’t really get off the ground
i’m happy. like actually literally happy. this is important because reasons.