i am tired, yet i cannot sleep.
today has officially been a fucking waste.

also,
i thought grindhouse (moreso death proof) was pretty good.
so fuck everyone else.
also also,
i didn't mean that.
honestly, it should be shit, but it isn't.

let's see? what's good?
show last nite-check! (pilot scott tracy were AMAZING)
drinking whiskeeeeyy-check!
goodseeeex-check, check!

..pretty much sums up my spring break with a little drugs and books in there somewhere as well.

oh, and TATTOOS!
(cover-up!)

got another job.
worked 12 hrs today.
stoned.
ate too much.
thankful for what i've got..(unadulterated!)
and what i've had..
and i'm fine with being on the outskirts.

i couldn't think of a better scenario to be placed in at this point.

finally got the tats on my legs that i wanted for like forever-almost two years ago, shit ( Read more... )

i never liked you that much anyways.

i don't even know what to say.
what to do when you are lied toliedtoliedto.

is there a formula for this?

me+anythingthatcouldpossiblybegood=(-)me
(you took it all)

i have an incurable disease that is eating away at the very back of my throat.

new years was a blast, way way too druuunk.

my resolution?
to prove to anyone and to myself that i can overcome my social ineptness and possibly be happy all at once.
(oh, and to quit smoking..so far, so not good)
the end.

just...finished..my..last.exam.

i don't know how all you guys can do this shit year after year.
i haven't had time to read a book for leisure in i don't know how long.

21..come sooooon.
i'm tired of getting kicked out of bars, the novelty has officially worn down.

i saw a bumper sticker on someone's car today..
"this is america, if you don't speak english, GET OUT!"
(riiiiiiiiiiiiiippppp.)
i do NOT and will NEVER understand what the fuck is wrong with people.

(oh yeah,
i really, really am completely happy with mr.steward.
..feels pretty nice to say that and wholeheartedly embrace it.)