It kinda sucks

thinking about what to do for my birthday. I really just want to have a little backyard barbecue with my close friends, but I don’t really know who I can consider my close friends anymore. It’s like everyone (well, most if not all) I’ve ever kept close has decided within the past year that there’s just way too much going on in their lives for them to even be considerate to me. People fucking suck. Whatever. I’m gonna go spend a hundred dollars on supps as an early birthday gift to myself so fuck everybody. Except Michael Obille. He’s mint.

I especially hate

when you feel something poking your foot or ankle in your sock only after you’ve already put your shoe on, and when you take your shoe off to inspect the area…nothing is there. wutdahell

For some insane reason

I thought maybe that taking a Saturday class would help motivate me to do my homework and reading during the week in small doses instead of all at once the day before I should have it all finished…I was wrong. Now my Friday evenings are too serious. haha

kearseycris:

Happens every time…

kearseycris:

Happens every time…

Tac, huh? Haha

Tac, huh? Haha

I wish there were asian girls like this at the gym I go to…

I wish there were asian girls like this at the gym I go to…

sleeplittledarling:

IM A CAT MEOW AND FOREVER

I wish my toes looked like beans…

sleeplittledarling:

IM A CAT MEOW AND FOREVER

I wish my toes looked like beans…

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this reminds me of sarah whatever the hell her name was from sg. frank’s lady I think. ahahaha

dat lighting

dat lighting

Also, "week point" eheheheh miss you <3

It’s pretty obvious that I have more than one week point then, huh? haha