My my my today is just going grand isn’t it.
Also telling your teammates that you were going to dicks last Friday and no one saying they want to go > your teammate saying they’re going this Friday and everyone jumping on it.
Unsubscribing to my brother’s girlfriend on facebook was one of the best decisions I ever made.
I wish i could get rid of this constant state of wanting to throw up.
Things that give me an absurd amount of anxiety:
Walked upstairs into my room to a party in the hallway.
"We’re celebrating engagements!"
i wanna be the kinda girl that someone writes devastating, bloody poetry about, or an entire album like ‘for emma’ or lyrics like ‘and her kiss the colour of a constellation falling into place’
Work boy can’t come to homecoming because he has drill which makes me sad.