February 2011
141 posts
January 2011
37 posts
marry. kill. fuck.
hours of endless entertainment, i cannot get enough of this game right now.
dear mystery boy who slapped my ass,
if you’re hot, hit me up once i’m over the mono.
if you’re hot AND you’ve had mono, hit me up now.
cheers!
mono.
wanna swap spit??
don’t worry, playas, i’ll be back on the makeout scene in a couple weeks!
so.
so, you have mono. taking the next step.
real life pamphlet i got from the infirmary.
it should just say “tell people it’s not transmitted in the air” and “sleep for 10+ hours every night”
for my niece.
nice try, grandma. but i’m your granddaughter!
“sing your song. dance your dance. tell your tale.”
– angela’s ashes, frank mcCourt (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
air.
thank god for air mattresses. 2 out of the last 3 nights.
flat.
TURKEY FLATBREAD,
IT’S BEEN TOO LONG,WE WILL FINALLY BE REUNITED TODAY. AND IT WILL FEEL SO.GOOD.
can’t wait,
love, me
WARDROBE
tomywife:
I wear plaid pretty much everyday-not in the hipster way, not in the lumberjack way…in the I always wear plaid way. My plaid is at your disposal.
YESYESYES.
simple diary.
one of the ways to describe today was nightmare. it was. wah.
and that is whiney as i’m going to be.
spaz.
so paranoid about getting lost on my way to new places, i always leave at least half an hour early the first time.
luckily i did today, since i drove past my destination approximately 4 times…
reply all.
should not be a real button.
bien venuto.
welcome to my life, 160 gig ipod that will actually house all of my music for the first time since high school.
i can tell we’re going to be good friends, maybe even great, if you play your cards right.
baby.
cried like a baby finishing the 7th harry potter [again].
i only cry over books and movies, because i am a heartless bitch. woowoo.
“accept who you are; and revel in it.”
– tuesdays with morrie, mitch albom (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
shutter.
more like shudder.
starting shutter island because i can stream it from net flix was a bad idea at 2 am.
it is scaring the shit out of me.
meep.
5-6 inches is way more hair gone than the agreed upon 2.
new year, new me.
