this week is wearing me out, already.
WHY IS IT NOT FRIDAY YET?

harry potter marathon? fuck yes.

My parents had my sister and me meet them at Ale House on Saturday to talk about, God forbid, what would happen to the houses, office, company, ect. when they die. We needed to have this discussion, since the day before they previously went to their lawyer and wrote out a living will. All the assests needed to be discussed, and even though April ( Read more... )

It's raining again, and nothing is making any more sense. The lies which we fold over into pieces of paper are habitually stashed into our right jeans pocket, only to be forgotten and washed. The ink smudges; the paper crumbles. What is truth when the lies aren't even substantial enough to be remembered?

since I went back to college in January. Granted, I have one grade in there I would like to dispute, but whatever. Anyways, a 3.5! goooo me. gooo me.

( Meme. )

I freaking hate online classes when my professor doesn't pull his/her weight. She entered the wrong grade for one of my assignments, hasn't entered any others. grades are due on tuesday ( Read more... )

and he's dying.

ICU's are terrifying. I just wish we knew what is wrong.

I can find a much more poetic way to say this,
but for right now:

I am smitten.

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