February 2012
337 posts
I wrote this paper in sophomore year of high...
it was kind of like a short memoir. We had certain topics and we had to write about how they affected us in our personal life. My favorite teacher assigned it and I don’t even remember working very hard on it. I didn’t work hard on much in high school. But I always remembered what she wrote on it when she graded it. I had failed to hand in one of the chapters and I still received an A....
I would very much appreciate...
if you would kindly fuck off. I do not want you to call or text me. I do not want to remember that you exist. You make me lose faith in humans, knowing there’s someone out there like you. So stop. You will get your things when I feel like finding them. I owe you nothing, and am not going to drop what I’m doing to help you. God knows you wouldn’t. So fuck you. You will not ruin...
Sunday
is self care day. all day.
“Sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, give someone, do for someone—it will never be enough. And you have to decide if it’s worth it to keep throwing your heart at their feet, so that they can walk all over it one more time.”
People must have a sense that I'm smoking weed...
I smoke a bowl, go downstairs and see my mother’s best friend holding a blueberry crisp/pie/fucking delicious thing.
“The sad truth is that some things can’t go backwards. Once they start going...”
– Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via gelibean)
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Tell ‘em, Leslie Knope Amy!
These are all the things Josh hears when he suffers through one of my rants, except this is funny.
“DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO.”
I forgot what it felt like...
to have an actual crush :)
“Once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you...”
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via skeletales)
The amount of insanely gorgeous women on Tumblr...
makes me feel absolutely awful about myself :(
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“i told you from the start just how this would end
when i get what i want i...”
