This picture of Sade with an AK-47 is the only thing I care about.
I have finally pinpointed why I’ve been so irritable and short-tempered the past week+ and it all boils down to one lonely friend with terrible texting skills who recently got an iPhone. And I am 100% serious.
Cut textual relations with her. Resume them with me.
Human turd is back in California
Remember when Stimpy lost his fart
Craft Spells - Party Talk
Good saturday song
I just put a down payment on a month long 200 hour yoga teacher training course in Rishikesh, India beginning in February. I’ve been on the verge of tears all day for no specific reasons besides just having too many feelings, and I vacillate between extreme anticipation and extreme anxiety about this decision. I spent this last year wallowing in doing nothing besides working in restaurant and living with my mom in the suburbs, feeling like I’m in a constant loop of reliving high school except now I drink in bars instead of parks, and this is the first real decision I’ve made since coming back from Italy last November. It might be a scapegoat or it might lead me in some kind of direction, maybe it’s both! I don’t know! All I do know is that 12 months of my life have gone by, and I have nothing to show for them except for a renewed sense of purpose, a sense of purpose that for once, isn’t structured by school and the minute I heard about this program, I felt like I had been punched in the stomach and I had no doubt that this was something I wanted to do. So this is a thing that is happening in my life now, action!
In case anyone was wondering what I’ve been up to in the last month and whether I’ve used the time to become less of an insufferable human just know that last night I drank a lot of gin and this morning woke up to this.
I tiled my own face on my desktop background.
Hold yr summer nights close
We run back across the highway, back into the red Civic and keep driving. Past the surfers, through the eucalyptus forest before Half Moon Bay, birds swooping up and over then back, circling around us —they too, for us!—then the cliffs before Seaside—then flat for a little while, then a few more bends and can you see this motherfucking sky? I mean, have you fucking been to California?
Get buck in downtown Claremont.
(oxymoron)Because he ate it before it was cool!
hahahaha hahaha hahaha *slits wrists*
It’s 12:34 PST
and made lunch and I took my shirt off because no one was home but mostly because it was a white shirt and I was eating soup and then I decided to lay down on the couch for a little but I neglected to put my shirt back on because I was only going to be there for a short time anyway but I fell asleep and the point of this story is that my sister and her boyfriend came home to me asleep face down on the couch wearing wearing jeans and boots and a bra.
