February 2012
Welp. I’m still afuckingwake.
I don’t know what’s happening. My body is like dead. But my mind is like GO DO SOMETHING I HAVE SO MUCH ENERGY! I’M SO ANXIOUS! PANIC OR FAINT OR SOMETHING!!!
Going on 34 hours awake.
I feel like death. Completely awful.
Good news— I got a raise after my evaluation.
But that’s it. Still dying.
What's my problem?!
I finally tried to go to sleep at about 1 this morning. I tried and tried to sleep but I couldn’t. I laid awake until 5:30 when my mom woke up. I’m still awake and still not feeling tired.
I have a full day of school ahead. The best part, my 30-day Evaluation is today at four.
It’s deciding whether I can keep my job or not. The guy who is evaluating me is a total prick and will...
After my second paycheck next week, I’m going to make my first big purchase with of my new job.
Hopefully I don’t make a habit it of it,
but it’s either going to be on some much-need makeup or 1 fucking awesome pair of shoes.
I also don’t feel like my family appreciates a thing I do. I know I fuck up all the fucking time but I do so much to make up for it.. it doesn’t seem like any of it matters.
Nothing really matters at this point. School, work, homework, scholarships.. maybe some time for sleeping and eating somewhere, but most times not.
I’m so fucking sick of everything. I’m sick of being...
I have always been and will never be anything but second choice to anyone. There’s always someone better out there to hang out with or to talk to.
It’s hard for me to think about, because when I think about wo I’m close to, I think that they would be my first choice for this or that.
I like to think I’m very caring and dependable. I suppose I’ve been wrong.
I...
I will never watch Sherlock or Supernatural or Glee. Ever.
I will never read The Hunger Games. Ever.
Not trying to be a hipster, but I just don’t want to become obsessed with anything. I’m in the middle of too much already!
Why is everybody saying it's Ass Wednesday?
And how are they celebrating?
Get to go into work to close of a school night! WHOO
Call me a band nerd, nothing’s sexier than a guy who can really swing on the trapset.
Watchthiscuntsays:
h0ttndanger0us:
GIRLS THAT NEED TO LEARN TO RESPECT THEMSELVES. REBLOG IF U AGREE!
you’re just an exemplary person aren’t you?
i think you might need to retake sex education.
also, a person’s worth does not rest with how many people they’ve fucked. please remember that and please stop spewing your bullshit to the general public.
^^^^^^^^
The second I heard you say...
song of the day:
the red, white, and blues -...
He likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Chateau Marmont.
Slippin’ on my red dress, puttin’ on my make-up.
Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac fumes..
Says it feels like heaven to him.
So excited to get my hair back to my natural color. I’m growing out my layers and bangs and taking really great care of it.
Today is turning out to be amazing.
Why? Because it’s almost 2:30 and I’ve been in bed since 11 last night.
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I broke my hairbrush with my hair.
I am Mia Thermopolis.
cosmo tip #181
expertcosmotips:
does he think you’re ugly? cut your entire face off
meggannn:
#how did i know which song this...
James Deen looks like Ted Bundy to me.
this has been an awkward comparison
“You can’t make good decisions after 2:00am.”
Wouldn’t that mean that the only good decisions you can make occur at exactly, and no later than, 2:00am? Isn’t every hour minute and second all the way up to 1:59am considered “after” 2:00am?
“You can’t wear white after labor day.”
Wouldn’t that mean that the only day you could wear...
You know what would be nice?
If I could wrap myself in my blankets and sleep the entire day away.
current favorite blogs:
just cause
http://thiscuntsays.tumblr.com/
http://sexxxisbeautiful.tumblr.com/
http://ramirezdahmerbundy.tumblr.com
I don’t have interest in life or school anymore.
Nobody feels real. Nothing feels genuine.
I feel that life is too temporary. Not in the whole, “life is short,” sense, but more like, “we’re fucked. the world’s going to end before I’m 25,” sense.
I just don’t see the point. Everything’s going to shit anyway, so why can’t I do...
FUCK THE POLICE COMIN STRAIGHT FROM THE...
I have a long night ahead of me and I’m in an awful mood. It’s all my fault, too. I shouldn’t have put off this huge research paper for so long. It’s so hard for me to care about it right now. Part of me wants to just say, “fuck it,” but I can’t do that. I paid a lot of money for this class and I can’t pass without a 75 percent overall grade....
