Oh I cannot wait to see the birthday theme my parents came up with, it’s always whatever I’m obsessed with that year, like one time it was Josh Hutcherson and one time it was the Yankees and I can’t wait to see what it is this time :D
Hanging out outside for a smoke break with some Rolling Stones and I get sad that there’s no one in my life that would ever just sit here and enjoy this with me.
This is a fantastic day in terms of news! :) Plan B became available to all ages without prescriptions, Magic Johnson came out in full, loving support for his gay son, and two more Senate Democrats came out in support of Gay Marriage. Not a bad day, not a bad day at all. :)
The F section of my iPod is really this small so if you have some new music suggestions I’ll be your best friend. 😘
I am so sorry that I have no been posting very much
I am so miserable and having such a horrible, horrible week and I’m very lonely and upset
I’ll be back, just give me time. :(
But how am I supposed to do homework when there’s Macklemore to be listened to?
I just finished my last class of my first semester of college and It’s just six days till I get to go home for Christmas.
The girls who live upstairs are singing Gives You Hell really loudly and badly
See it’s ironic cause
E V E R Y T I M E T H E Y O P E N T H E I R M O U T H S I T G I V E S M E H E L L
There is mention in several ancient texts from varying origins of a pain so excruciatingly agonizing that many do not survive even moments of it. Many of the older dying languages have a word for it, but these have been extinguished over time, decayed and lost with the tongues of their speakers. The pain, strangely enough, is not physical, but mental torture of the worst sense. Few survived, but there are texts saying that before the light was lost from the eyes of victims, they gave descriptions. One notable quote reads, “In my heart, a blade of ice. In each of my pores, a piece of fire. My head closes in on itself like the collapsing of dying star. I cannot breathe. I cannot breathe. I am lost.”
Today this is referred to as, “How Lana feels when she hears Taylor Swift.”
I fight for my life
I’M GOING TO FAIL THIS BIOLOGY TEST HARDER THAN I’VE EVER FAILED ANYTHING AND THE CHEMISTRY QUIZ IS GOING TO BE A JOKE.
WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF
So my roommate and I are looking for things for our house and we just found this amazing thing:
And then it turned out that it was 3,000$
And I told her and she said, “Why, who carved it, Jesus?”
Apologies to anyone walking outside of our dorm who just heard me scream, “AWH YES GORDO’S GETTING HIS DICK WET!”