Each step further down this straight and narrow path has my eyes scanning the horizon for one upon which to deviate.
(Ditto for every other angst-ridden teen in this over-populated world.)
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Sitting in an unmade bed, wearing fat pants, attempting to cover the whole chocolate spectrum.
Rinse and Repeat tomorrow.
Reblogged from the-portabello-generation :
There’s nothing more gratifying than deleting a post from my past. But I must say, there weren’t too many embarrassing posts from the past year.
Well done, 18 yr old self.
I wish I could ctrl + A + X my history in the file in my brain titled ‘childhood trauma aka social interaction years K-12’ and replace it with Twilight.
Lmao, guh I’m joking!
I grabbed the cardboard cut-out version of Robert Pattinson’s junk and was not impressed. Neither was my religion teacher when she caught me harassing him. Maybe because it wasn’t her junk i was manhandling. Ooooooh! Oh no you didn’t just imply what I think you implied!
Highlight of this vacation: (Holey Saturday)
Josh: Hey, you goin’ out tonight? Gonna get drunk?
Me: No! I don’t drink often (insert bitchy tone aka defensive reaction when somebody talks to my awkward ass and assumes I have a social life), I’m writing up essays tonight.
Josh: Yeah, me too. I’m studying my hand. I mean—-
Me: *Gasps in horror and contorts face.* What the fuck, man?!
Josh: *Laughs* I mean, sorry, I —- Well, it’s true!
Me: Get away from me!
Kettle, meet pot.
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Why yes I do, Tyra.
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