Anonymous asked: I kind of just want to hug you forever. I sure hope that things get better for you.
I feel like I have wasted my life. If not that, I feel like I’ve had it wasted for me. Moving twice in a three year span destroyed me. I had friends. When you wedge 700 miles between those friends and a new life, they kind of disappear. I never really liked it there, so I begged to move again. I didn’t Fuck that. Okay, so I was thinking about all I expected as a kid. I pictured...
I can’t imagine what I’ll be like this time next year…when I have to fill out college apps and write essays and shit. Hah. We’ll see if I get there.
I fucking suck.
NaNoWriMo. T-minus: 4 hours, 27 minutes. I’m going to run into the same issue I have for the last three years. I’m going to turn it into one giant personal essay and trash it midway through the month. It’s inevitably going to end up that way. I’m going to get pissed, I’m going to bitch about it, and I’m going to kill either someone or my GPA. Whatever....
Study (verb): the act of texting, eating, and...
I would love to point out that this is me to a T right now. I have lettuce, my APUSH book, and my laptop. What a life.
I’m going to throw a Halloween party tonight. I’m going to dress up as a witch, use Rita as my black cat, eat candy, dance, and snuggle with myself while watching scary movie. Fuck people. I can get shit done alone! The party starts at 8.
me: I'm going to finish all my homework.