I'm out of here, too many vibes or discontent or insecuirty or stoicness, LA hoorah (it'll be the same).

so crunk, yay. finals over

I hate/like realizing fucked up shit about myself... it helps me change, which is good, thank god i can never be perfect. fucken poetry and it's self reflexiveness/universality

you know what i really hate.... fucken papers that are fucken stupid and that really have nothing to do with the fucken class that i'm taking because they're not gonna be on any midterm or final or even discussed in class. I think relevance should be somewhat considered when assigning these fucken things. Fucken english class. fucken fuckity fuck

tired and everything feels anti-climactic

so much energy in the air right now. I'm beginning to feel again. Things are super chill and optimism abounds

Last few days = pretty draining but still chill ( Read more... )

at jeannine's watching a bug video, pretty chill times.... there's a bunny, and my feet feel like ballet

Me: "Can you get married to yourself?"
Laura: "I don't know"
Me: "Is that considered gay marriage?"
Laura: "What if you marry yourself after having a sex change and then just tell the government that your female spouse is deceased?"

Me: thinking: not funny anymore

hoorah for chocolate muffins with the hag