I’m tired, sad, lonely, angry, distant, confused, fed up
and nobody has a clue.
can you be too old for tumblr?
that awkward moment when you’re obsessed with perfect bucket list and just girly things on tumblr oh god what is my life
it really is a shame that my shitty college apartment in my shitty little college town feels more like “home” than my house does with my mother and father
I’m on an iPad right now and holy shit this thing is awesome. Literally I never want to stop using it. Except the Tumblr mobile app is shit, but that’s not the iPads fault. I should ask my parents for an iPad for my birthday/Christmas except I really want a car too and probably won’t be able to save up enough money by myself so I just don’t know what to do. #firstworldproblems
Except holy fuck, drunk typing/blogging would be so hard to do on this thing… Fuck.
tattoo update: instead of the purple butterfly on my foot now i want the outline of a dove.
i could so very easily fall asleep right now
but i can’t seem to close my laptop
Routine PSA
just because i love you guys
don’t try to make rhyme or reason of my blog
follow the tags
otherwise you’ll be so confused it will hurt
i thank you in advance for your cooperation
losing followers like yeahhh
i always pin all these work out tips on pinterest
i even have a board for them
and i always pin pictures of skinny girls for motivation
but whenever i’m pinning stuff
i’m sitting on my ass in sweatpants not wanting to move
so i’m sure as hell not gonna get my ass up and do jumping jacks
whenever i see a photo of darren on my dash i feel guilty if i don’t reblog it
is that just me?
do i reallyy wanna spend $70+ at victorias secret? yeahhh, i think i do.
