I really dislike our generation sometimes.
The forecast keeps changing :( Fox 13 just said there’d barely be any rain this week :/
I'm like: 'Sup ladies the name's Slim Shady, and I'm the lead singer of D-12 baby.
They're like: Oh my god it's him! Becky, oh my frickin' god, it's Eminem!
I've found something that I don't want to give up.
The magnitude of what I experienced yesterday is still processing. I want to write about it, but I think I have to let it sit for awhile. Because these feelings are greater than the words that I could find for them.
Was tonight a night.
When my best friend tells me it’s going to be legitimately dangerous at school, definitely not going. I hope the kids who did stay safe.
I’m not sure how I’m going to get through the kite runner when I keep crying at every page turn. I wish it was raining. That would complete this sweatpant/lap-cat/reading home alone combination here. Seriously though. Kite runner. I need a box of tissues. And ibuprofen. I can’t stop crying.
The beauty of wifi.
I can be on tumblr (etc.) in my car, while it’s warming up.
Medicines do weird things to me.
while looking through facebook
me: what the fuck
me: who the fuck are you
me: what the fuck you moved across the country
me: ...the fuck
me: how the fuck do you know each other
me: why the fuck are you bf/gf
me: i don't fucking understand this
me: i fucking hate you all
me: wanna not fucking take this from tumblr?
me: lol wannabe
me: wtf are you doing in that pic
me: no one cares