February 2012
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Honestly, some of you, man. Just honestly.
I had a dream that Ryan Gosling was tormented by being gay and killed hisself.
I’m pretty sure I woke up crying.
Making eye contact definitely works in my favor.
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Is it weird that I’m in love with k.west yet the only picture I have of him on my phone is his elementary school picture?
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You guys, I’m for real driving myself crazy trying to figure out what the fuck song is playing on the DVD main menu for American Psycho. Google isn’t helping me AT ALL. Neither is IMDB or the fucking DVD.
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I don’t know how to be something you miss.
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My ass looks good as hell today.
But WebMD tells me I’m going to die.
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My moms best friend just made a rap about me:
Marissa marissa marissa All the boys wanna kissya them hoes wanna dissya & momma wants to missya Whether hangin with your crew Stylin your do Hittin your boo Cleanin up poo Lovin on Rue You coo’ You know you the best Cuz you ain’t like the rest Someday you gonna fly the nest & be Mrs. Kanye West Shazaaam
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The good ones are always up north.
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Watchcocainexkisses:
xjeremyyy:
totally just talking to pie-sandwich about that gif and bam.
omg I am seriously crying
why
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The fact that my mom thinks I’m actually going to find someone worthy of dating, in the same state, is the funniest thing I’ve heard since…ever.
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Throwing up in the AutoZone parking lot: 10 points.
It's okay if your thighs rub when you walk.
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No matter how many times I change my URL, you still find me. Quit going through other peoples following lists, it makes you look creepy.
FUCK OFF.
I just made the most amazing crispy southwest chicken wraps I have ever had in my entire life.
Like, I’m SERIOUSLY pondering why I’m not at least engaged right now.
xchasemaccini asked: put this trick ass mark on blast sen
I have a black book that I write in almost every night. It’s not a diary. I don’t write about what I did, what I ate, who I hated, what conversations I had. I write about how I feel about you. I have good days, and I have bad days. It’s my own way of coping. And if I die before you, someone will bring it to you. And if I don’t, whoever reads it will know to never want to...
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I fall asleep at the worst times.
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