Dear Guy Who Keeps Texting Me
Yes, it’s really awesome you’re studying Russian. And yes, I do like Vonnegut. Thank you for calling me pretty all the time. Catching lunch sometime sounds nice. But I am going to continue to reply to all your texts with vague one-word answers. I really am sorry for blowing you off all the time, because you are a sweet guy. But I’m just not interested. It’s not that...
November, new month, new start
etpourquoipasmince: without failure, I promise.
You can’t trust other people. If it’s important, you have to do it yourself.– The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman (via thechocolatebrigade)
There's this guy in my old neighbourhood
that bought a Russian bride about six years ago. Their daughter looks exactly like Brook Shields. C’est incroyable.
Anonymous asked: I think you blog is fantastiic.
I fucking hate that whenever I eat, my stomach looks like I’m pregnant again. I’m not exaggerating. Whenever I eat, you can see a bump. It’s terrifying.
There aren't words.
I am so fucking pissed right now. Pissed at every person who ever promised they’d be there for me. Pissed at everyone’s who’s thrown me away when I’m inconvenient. Pissed at my mother. I hate my mother so fucking much.
For some reason I have a compulsion to go...
But I’m not sure I have a bathing suit. I’m going to look for one at my mother’s house today, and hopefully go tomorrow.
I'm just a huge fucking hypocrite.
I was having consentual sex by the time I was a freshman in high school, but for some reason whenever I hear about girls having sex in high school, it makes me really sad. It’s like, they’re so freaking young. It doesn’t seem fair to them. I don’t know why this is how I react, because I had sex all through highschool, but I can’t convince myself that its normal and...
I really should stop pretending I have a social...
Just give it up and be a hermit forever. Or a nun. Or a none. Never having sex again anyway.
i only wanted to get laid tonight.
flippantfloozy: Both of my options are unavailable. Instead, I’m sitting here with Kim and Chelsey. One of them is eating pudding. One of them is Kim. I want dick. One of them is scared of hair spiders. One of them has to work tomorrow. One of them keeps hearing a noise. And one is a baby.
I have a bony protrusion in my jaw.
It hurts. Also, I am in love.
If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?
Why is Zooey Deschanel a person.
WSU just posted the Spring 2011 schedule of classes. This wasn’t supposed to happen until November. I’m not allowing myself to look at the English department schedule until I finish prioritizing every single class in the department. But after that, I am probs gonna jack off to the department schedule. Just sayin’.
Everytime I look down at my stomach and it looks a little bigger than usual, or maybe I run my hand over it and it feels a little harder than usual, I freak out and am terrified that I’m pregnant again. Even if I’ve taken my birth control on time every single day and have never skipped a day ever. Even if I haven’t even had sex since my last period. Even if I’m ON my...
I've been dead to you for a long time.
I give up. I give in. I don’t care anymore. I don’t feel anymore.
I am guilty, Lord, but I am also a lover - and I am one of your best people, as...– Hunter S. Thompson (via shamboliclibertine)
I'm going to be Holly Golightly for Halloween.
And it’s going to be classy.
I think you and I are fighting a losing battle, here, but then so is everybody...– Hunter S Thompson’s closing sentence in a letter to Ann Frick (via avant-godard)
My roomates keep trying to 'help' me.
This involves a lot of obnoxious Cher music and being force-fed pumpkin bread. I just want to watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s and count my split ends until the end of the world.
I’m just a horribly confused little girl.
I thought we'd escape
packed the fishing line and counted on it.