I am so hungry.
I blame The Food Network.
I hate being alone.
Not as in by myself without others around, but feeling lonesome. It’s been happening so much lately.
If you like me as much as you say you do, you would fucking respond to my texts. I mean, really now, what are you trying to prove?
I’m thinking of changing my url name.. I need to keep some anonymity here, so I’m thinking ashadeofgray?
I have no brakes on…analysis is for those who are paralyzed by life.– Anaïs Nin
My God,” he gasped, “you’re fun to kiss.– Tender is the Night (via victoryblues) (via constantwanderlust)
Tonight my friend and I got picked to play Hillbilly Horseshoes at an Aberdeen Ironbird’s game. For those not in the know, it is horseshoes with toiletseats. Sadly, I lost, but hey, I had 15 seconds of fame. I even managed to pull a what-now gesture after my throw. Yup, it was awesome.
The Glidden™ National Paint Giveaway →
I’m planning to repaint a desk before I move into the apartment. Getting the paint for free? Okay
: (Discussing an 18 year old girl we know and her impending wedding this year)
Me: Really, don't worry about me doing that. I can't even fathom getting married right now. I'm so selfish, I've got things to do. I'm not going to be tied down, and I'm not going to answer to a husband. I have far more important things to do.
My mother: You know, one day, you're going to get swept off your feet, and I hope you remember this conversation... With my luck, it'll be some band guy and you'll be broke..
: Hahah, yeah.
Analyze On Me
dearoldlove: Just like my submissions to Dear Old Love, I’m never good enough for you and I end up analyzing what I could have said differently.
Thank you! We received your order.
Nine West Macee: Black 5 49.99 Success!
dearoldlove: My heart still skips a beat whenever I hear or see your name. Why did your name have to be so common?
Road Trip (via fifty words)
They were a flying reflection, a tube of light, a pod of faint music. The cities looked like distant spray paint on the walls of night. The spot of streetlights followed them off the endless stages of highways while the curtains of dusk drew behind. They’d never stop. Well, gas.
My life is officially a joke.
Texting is such a blessing and a curse.
Some things that should just not be discussed at...
Bowel movement habits (Enough said) Taxes (unless I am in need of a nap) Politics (this rule is always broken) Gross patient stories (since my dad is a doctor, these things come up) Family sex descriptions (I have learned way more about my parents and grandparents this week than I had ever imagined knowing)
Summertime officially starts today :)
Pork and Beans - Weezer
Keep That In Mind
dearoldlove: When flipping through my mental scrapbook of lovers, I always stop at your page.
Craigslist Missed Connections restores my faith in...
I am that simple.
I’m going to the pool tomorrow, even if the clouds look threatening. I’m sick of this rain on my parade crap. Thankfully, my best friends are all home so I’m going to be hanging out with them, which is much needed. On another note, I need to go out. I went from at least three nights of going out to staying in all the time, sleeping, and going to the grocery store on a Saturday...
I’m jealous of the skillz the guy background dancers possess.