(via drstarke)
hair dream. i die.
i started a conversation with a girl from hs that i haven’t seen in years. she commented on the fact that we haven’t seen each other in forever and then her next question was, “so you’re like seeing someone right? at least dating someone?” when my response was no, she goes, “oh rightttttt….the independent thing.” i’m sorry but fuck you. does my single status give you something to judge? just cause you’re a frumpy girl dating a man who looks 10 years older than his actual age, am i supposed to feel less than you? wednesday before thanksgiving, never again??
dear high school,
i now fully understand why i couldn’t wait to get the fuck away from you. boys who peaked in 7th grade…fyi you’re not fucking cool. good god.
love,
me.
ughhhhh damn you airplanes
well if logan international wont bring them to me, i guess ill have to find the hot men myself. gooooood morning.
the ticket people dont understand, im completely exhausted, afraid to drink coffee because i absolutely despise peeing on airplanes and everyone here is goofy looking. cant i even get ome early morning eye candy? no? anybody?
| me: | the kiosk says i cant check in there |
| ticket lady: | where are you going? |
| me: | orlando...well eventually detroit, but for right now, orlando |
| ticket lady: | you mean detroit then orlando correct? |
| me: | nope, orlando then detroit |
| ticket lady: | well that cant be right, that makes absolutely no sense at all. |
| me: | thank you, that's what ive been thinking this whole time. |



this is what happens when left to my own devices at 530 in the morning at the airport. harumpfh to the world’s most ridiculous flight. harumfph i say.
i downloaded an alarm clock for my computer that i can make say anything to wake me up. it currently started playing my itunes and chanting “wake up wake up wake up” while this would normally amuse me, its 4:30 in the morning. so this just sucks.
I have weird legs..
(via supertruestory)
what is your foot tattoo and what are your shoes??
My tattoo is a cursive b and g intertwined (for me and my sister) and under it, it says Pete because my uncle used to call me Pete and my sister Repeat. My sister has the same tattoo but with Repeat. And my shoes are just plain black slip ons. Probably from Target or Payless.
love the tattoo inspiration. its about time i get my new one.
(via fatalistichues)
rainbowrocket: (via dorkvader)
(by tristinalyana)
i keep words and words, sentences, exclamation points, questions and answers in my pockets, all of which are things i withhold, all of which are...
I woke up to what I thought was my cell phone ringing but was really just something I was imagining…
I’m so nervous my...
She got me high
I hardly noticed there were tears in her eyes.
I miss you less and less every day
I drink a couple of whiskeys to wash you away.