too much rum in this rum and coke too much rum.
asking my guy friends with a car to take me to target so i can buy bottled water and they can carry it for me #weakgirlproblems
masturbatewithacheesegrater: I CAN KEEP A SECRET IF YOU CAN KEEP ME GUESSING THE FLAVOUR OF YOUR LIPS IS ENOUGH TO KEEP ME PRESSING FOR MORE THAN JUST A MOMENT OF TRUTH BETWEEN THE LIES TOLD TO PULL OURSELVES AWAY FROM THE LIVES WE LEAVE BACK HOME I CAN KEEP A SECRET IF YOU CAN KEEP ME GUESSING inhale THE FLAVOUR OF YOUR LIPS IS ENOUGH TO KEEP ME HEEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
40 minutes outside and i already have a tan THAT’S WHAT’S UP!
update: i hate how forever 21 thinks it’s okay to have 7,000 floral print dresses, all of their white dresses are see-through, and i’m pretty sure they carry just as many rompers as they do dresses. i fucking hate rompers. mostly because they look awful on me since i’m short. summer dresses or gtfo
Dia Frampton, you are an angel.
i knew it was going to be a good day when there was a guy who looked like either a) a younger chris martin or b) the main guy from House on the Campus Connector today. yup. definitely a good day.
lol @ everyone who says ‘damn! that was quick.” to my being in another relationship i’m happy and i don’t give a fuck what anyone has to say about it.
silviomaryan: What’s the difference between a cat and a comma? starsdidfall: irrelephant11: One has claws at the end of its paws and one is a pause at the end of a clause.
laurenapolis: after school i’ll get a great big house- i’m going to paint the walls with my accomplishments. going to pay the bills with my perfect job, and all we want we’ve got.
L.A. Weekly: So, do you have a cat?
Morrissey: I’ve had many, many, many.
L.A. Weekly: But you’re on the road.
Morrissey: Yes, it’s — I’ve had many, and many have passed away.
L.A. Weekly: That’s the worst part.
Morrissey: Horrendous, horrendous. It’s worse than a human passing away.
L.A. Weekly: Is it?
Morrissey: Yes, it really is.
L.A. Weekly: Why?
Morrissey: Because you feel the cat doesn’t fully understand. They’re looking to you, they’re relying on you to get them through this, and you can’t . . . I’ve been in certain situations where I’ve had to terminate the life for the benefit of the cat and the pain is too much to bear. It’s insufferable. Because even as they get the final needle, they’re purring and they’re loving you and . . .
L.A. Weekly: I know, it happened to me, my dog, too. It was awful, because they gave him the shot of ketamine, so he became paralyzed, but he was still conscious and he couldn’t . . . then I thought, oh God, now where’s his spirit, because he doesn’t understand what happened?
Morrissey: And he is just assuming that if he is sitting next to you, he’s going to be okay.
L.A. Weekly: Was your cat maimed?
Morrissey: No, but he was very, very old, and he was arthritic, and he couldn’t go to the toilet properly and I would have to take him to the toilet, I’d have to do everything, but he was very, very happy, and as long as he was with me, he was thrilled to death. So, I held him at the last moment when they inserted the needle and, uh . . . I cried for hours and hours and hours. This sound came out of me, this sound of despair when he went, and I’d never heard it before.
L.A. Weekly: Wow!
Morrissey: Because I thought I’d be — I thought I could completely handle his death and I’d be fine. I’d look after him, I’d make sure everything was okay, and I’d make sure that his transition was as easy and comfortable as possible. And I howled.
L.A. Weekly: I mean, I still have moments where I grieve again, out of the blue — does that happen to you?
Morrissey: Of course! Of course! You miss your pets. You miss Sir Doo-Dah or whatever his name is . . . You miss them and you feel for them, and my cat was an incredible character. He wasn’t merely a cat, he was beyond human. He had the most incredible personality, an enormous personality, and as tough as, as they say, old boots, and I still miss him, I really still miss him. Sorry, I’m boring you stiff . . .
L.A. Weekly: No! I want to talk forever.
Morrissey: Might not be long enough.
sometimes andy asks me if i would ever be curious in moving closer to him later down the line when this shit gets serious sometimes i say yes and 150% mean it moving a bit fast? maybe. do i care? NOPE.
creeping ex boyfriend’s facebooks will be the death of me, felt that ‘ooooh looks like you’re trying to move on!’ hint of jealousy for maybe like 5 seconds when i saw him flirting with some girl, but then i thought.. wait andy is seriously amazing i’m going to fucking chicago to hang with him and one of my all time favorite bands in less than two weeks. my life is...
can’t stop thinking about my trip to Chicago can’t stop won’t stop i must be dreaming
my list of things to do today:
cash check mail rent money to my mom deposit money into my account to be used for… buying my bus ticket to chicago return one of the dresses I got at Forever 21 because it’s way too see-through to wear work from 6 - 10/whenever the hell i get out of there at charlotte russe sign up for direct deposit at work because i won’t have enough time to get my check and cash it on...
that awkward moment when a girl has 4 fingers
vndrew: emilyhaaa: fumblrtamous: omg LOL
THIS IS SPARTA
cannabiscrazy: kaedfreshh: HAHAHA funniest thing i’ve seen in a minute.
holyspectacle: Things I ain’t: no Hollaback girl.
things i will do tomorrow: work pay rent get my megabus ticket for warped return one of the dresses i got at forever 21 because it turns out it’s a lot more see-through than i thought it was work again take off work for warped tour come home sleep. i’m productive occasionally.