February 2012
If everything were perfect,
we wouldn’t have much to talk about.
I, fucking, LOVE, commas.
I think this everyday.
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Sometimes you put too much faith in a shallow sleezeball, and then they turn out proving themselves a shallow sleezeball.
Maybe I express things differently than most people. I dunno. I get angry before I get sad and I make jokes to alleviate the downright suckiness of a situation. I don’t like when people see me upset and I’ll do a hell of a lot to prevent it from happening. I also...
I’m going to wear lingerie and walk around campus and it will be awesome.
My life is elipses
…
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January 2012
QUADRAKILL WITH CASSIOPEIA.
sundayesque:
I rule.
I want to go outside of my room and pretend like there are waffles somewhere in the house, but the cat is meowing and I don’t want to feed him.
I feel like this makes me a bad person.
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Day 1
red lipstick—1
sarah—0
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I have two big hands and a heart pumping blood and I seem to make people quote the mountain goats in reference to me standing in their doorways.
Or something.
I don't care what anyone thinks about me
Except that I do. And so does everyone else.