June 2011
rosary-beeotch asked: When I first saw it, I told myself not to get involved. However, after reading through some of the stuff I just wanted to make my one point. And I did. And that's all.
versatus asked: If I wasn't on my phone I would return the favor of your messages. So watch out.. When I get to my dad's, it's onnn.(;
Fuck you.
GUYS. BRI IS GOING TO KILL ME.
Bri.
So I grabbed the bear by the throat, looked him...
Men will produce 14 gallons of semen in a...
And here is another collection of more facts you didn’t need to know about orgasms.
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A TEENAGER SHOULD NOT BE LIVING HIS OR HER FUCKING LIFE LIKE I AM.
Seriously. I hate summer because after the first ten days, it’s nothing special. I hate the mere thought of waking up in the morning because I only get to look forward to is 18 hours of nothing-doing. I wake up at seven. I crawl in bed around one. I would love to sleep the day away and act like the living dead (as my...
Hang on. I'm not done. There's more to come. Go...
It kills me to know that in two summers from now, I’ll be going to college…and I’ll have played softball for fourteen seasons and all of my hard work, blood, sweat, and the copious amount of tears I’ve put into them never paid off. Yes, from the beginning, it was supposed to be for fun, but it got serious. It’s gotten so serious that it’s a job to me now. It can...
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I seriously need friends.
Really. I was talking about it with Amanda last night. She’s all I need, but she’s also 700 miles away (and I’m going crazy without her) and I could use other people to keep me sane in the time being. All I really have is Kayla. Sure, there’s Gabby and Lynsey, but they’re just close acquaintances. They’re not ones I could stand spending every moment of my life...
Bad decisions make good stories.
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I hate summer.
The most comforting sound is Rita's purr.
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Weekend Six Pack 33.
Six things I need to do this week:
Finish painting my fucking bathroom. This is taking way too long.
Clean my bedroom.
Finish drivers ed.
Burn The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn page by page.
Do my laundry. Ew.
Progress in House of Leaves.
Fuck this. Seriously.
I’d like to take a moment to point out how loyal my cat is. She waited at the top of the steps until 2:30 when I finally took my ass up to my bedroom and then curled up between the wall and I and purred until she fell asleep.
I don’t know where I’d be without Rita. She just makes me feel comfortable. No matter what happens, she always finds a way to make me giggle. I love my...
Who do you think you are, running 'round leaving...
strodes:
Survival of the bitchiest.