February 2012
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I’ve had a twin-sized bed since I was a kid.
I’ve grown.
I need more space to roll around.
:(
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Good song comes onto the radio as I’ve just arrived at my destination… parks car and stays until the song is over.
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People who sit in class and browse through embarrassing photobooth photos of themselves without realizing that all the people seated behind them can see the photos as well.
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*Finishes the introduction of a paper.
- Huge sigh of relief, feels like one has conquered all.
*Realizes the rest of the paper still has to be written.
- Gives no fuck, still feels like one has conquered all.
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I breathe hard.
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Anonymous asked: were you ever in love? how is it that you don't have a bf?
"I am a.... "
Stop, right, there.
I don’t believe in self-proclaimers. If you have to self-proclaim yourself as _______, chances are, you’re probably not _______.
People shouldn’t feel the need to “claim” themselves as anything. Why yearn for a title? A title is of no significance, it is simply a label. And if it’s the label you desire for the most, then your acts are...
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: pants off, socks on, chillin with the tv on.
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Anonymous asked: do you wear fake lashes? if so, how often?
Morning Outage
Sometimes when too much electricity is being used simultaneously between mine and my parents’ bedrooms, the electricity just shuts off completely (or well, just between our rooms). But no worries, it can usually be resolved with just one double-flick of a switch.
Anyways, it happened again this morning.
Normally my dad would be the one to fix it, but after laying in bed for 5 minutes...
My weekends keep drastically alternating — from loud reckless forgotten nights to ones spent tranquilly at home.
This cannot be healthy.
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Anonymous asked: Do you like living in sj orrrrrr not so much
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Anonymous asked: if you're the same age as me thennnn you've gone through 21 vdays without having a valentine! that's something to brag about imo haha. someone call guiness!
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Anonymous asked: Can I be your Valentines?
As single as I may be, as bitter as I may be,
I can’t help but to be extremely happy for friends/acquaintances who are in genuine loving relationships.
Especially when they deserve to be in one.
If you think you’re special, you’re probably not.
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voncoeur asked: I don't mean to offend you at all by this but how long did it take for you to decide that you wanted visible tattoos? I've been contemplating it forever and I can't decide if I want to or not. Also, what career field are you planning on pursuing?
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I NEED TO SURVEY CURRENT COLLEGE STUDENTS FOR MY PSYCH CLASS.
Who wants to volunteer themselves?
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Never Neglect Your Parents
I rarely communicate with my parents, let alone spend time with them. I’m always too wrapped up within my own social life to ever give them the time of day. I’ve taken my parents’ presence for granted, which now I am paying for by feeling like the shittiest of shitty daughters.
I let myself go, I became selfish. And I never learn, I never fucking learn. Those rare, special days;...
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yourdailytrash asked: youre pretty
Addicted to shopping for cute underwear even though I’m the only one who gets to see it.
Story of a single girl’s life.
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I like to get ready to really loud music.
And prance around my room at the same time.
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Stress can become so overwhelming within a matter of moments. And it’ll make you feel hopelessly shitty. And you’ll completely forget how it felt to feel not shitty. Breakdowns will be just around the corner, ready to attack you and strip you of all emotions until you’ve reached apathy. At which point, it’ll feel as if nothing can comfort you.
Then things start slowly...
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Anonymous asked: describe what the ideal guy you look for everyday looks like? Do you like all races? what style?
yml0ve: Not gonna lie, sometimes I wonder why I can’t get boo’d up. Lol.
I end every night with a blank stare at the...
I start every morning with a blank stare at the ceiling.
I glare at my alarm clock only to see it flashing unpleasant numbers at me, I groan in response. I’m wrapped up perfectly in my cocoon of blankets — but nobody cares. The day goes on… and unfortunately that meant the blankets would have to eventually come off.
The motive to get out of bed decreases each day.
I get...
I can get really awkward really quickly.