I'm in love with a boy with a crooked jaw.
Every time I’m in my room, I just think “I have a lot of stuff. Where the heck am I going to find enough boxes to pack? How am I going to take said boxes with me?” It literally exhausts me to walk into my room.
I'm just having the most shit day of my life
annawintour: honey you mean HUNKULES
How the heck do people I went to junior high with find my twitter? Not even people I currently talk to know about my twitter. I constantly forget I have a twitter! I’m not connected to anyone or anything not fangirly related HOW WAS I FOUND?!
Quoth the Raven, ‘Ya nasty!’– Edgar Allan Poe (via atackierpink)
Did I really just submit my essay, worth a third of my overall grade, without spell checking?
moontopmountain: do cats worry about ending up living alone with socially awkward teenagers
annawintour: imagine how beautiful and cosy your prison cell would’ve been if you were martha stewart’s cellmate in 2004
simple—math: i covered don’t let them see...
paradoxical sentiments: my writing professor (also... →
paradoxicalsentiments: my writing professor (also known as one of my favorite people I’ve gotten to know since starting school) goes on a lot of tangets during class. today’s lesson was supposed to be about an essay we read for homework but she ended up sharing some random bits of wisdom with us instead. she bulleted a…
I feel like I only have friends because I have a pool and a snow cone machine!– my 10 year old sister
n1pslip: my hobbies include imagining I was somewhere else 90% of the time
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via paradoxicalsentiments)
Be Zelda Fitzgerald
My character is basically like a James Bond figure, with a wank sock.– Robert Sheehan on playing Nathan in Misfits (via theunholypoet)
I got offered an internship. That fact alone excites me, but I don’t like all the ellipses the guy used in the email….it looked….kind of like…an awkward teenage…girl…wrote it…
Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally...– Timothy Leary (via creatingaquietmind)
June 22, 2012