why did no one tell me 127 hours was...
crying at work again, no big deal.
tomyhusband: are for couples that tell each other no.
keith’s brother went to his first day of work and they said they couldn’t hire him. so he won’t be able to pay rent. hoping that kevyn will actually pull thru. then it’ll be me, kevyn, aaron, keith, and dave. we should have this on lock. fuck. i want to quit my job and get my own little apartment with keith far away. that sounds so nice. blahh.
my alarm was set for pm. woke up late. walked half way to work. realized in my freakout to get to work i forgot my fucking work key. came back. went to work all over again. really pissed at myself. we need to do something tonight. i don’t care what. i have $5 and keith has none. so i guess we’ll see what we can come up with. fuckkk. it’s hot and i fucking hate it.
Accidentally set my alarm for PM.
Before I go to bed, I have a very interesting...
I walked into Keith’s mom’s room and she said, “You’re here you’re here, I can finally tell you!” and she told me I was in her dream last night. Apparently in her dream I was teaching her how to pray the rosary and she started feeling awful. And she looked at me and said, “I should probably wake up and check my blood sugar.” and I said, “yes,...
There aren't enough people who appreciate a pure...
And I have this tragic flaw where I want to take care of all of them. Fine line to walk.
You’re the only couple who would take a bubble bath together with clothes...– My mom.
it's hot as hades in here.
hate not having air conditioning. saturday i worked, came home and napped with keith, and then woke up around 12 and went to a party for his work friend ryan. i had a BLAST. it was so fun. they didn’t have electricity, the room was filled with glow sticks and touch lights. it was so much fun. i talked to so many people, and it really was great. sunday we woke up at 10am and got dressed,...
New roommate status. Excited!
Wearing a thrift store black Harry potter tee, short faded grey shorts, floral black fishnets, white docs.
We're supposed to go to a party of Keith's work...
When I woke him up and asked what we’re doing, he said sleeping. So maybe we’re not doing much of anything. Going to yellow springs tomorrow to climb. Excited despite the fact we’re leaving at 10am. Fuck my life.
I can finally admit. I'm fucking livid with you.
When you were home you spent two separate nights with me, both twelve hours straight. You called me the day you came home. We talked about everything. I told you the deepest personal parts of me. I let you sleep in my bed. I gave a lot emotionally and mentally because I broke down a lot I’d walls for you that haven’t been down in a long long time. Not since last time you were back. ...
chocolateimnotstupid asked: thank you for your live streaming. it always makes me smile or want to come give you a hug. either way i see your life and even though i took the going to college and working for the man right i am jealous of how you give life everything you have and don't care about the "rules of the game". it's inspiring :)
Dave, Alecia or however you spell it, Carly,...
And me. Lots of people in my living room. And Aaron, Sean, Scott, and steven may come over. Lots of people. No one doing much of anything. Bah. I cannot get in a good mood when you’re around.
dave and i are going to hong kong buffet with a...
not many people have seen me break down in tears, besides the three people i’ve dated and family obviously. people have seen me cry, but not break down. rio has when i freaked out at the levee and ran into the back of rainbow hugs. i know emma has, she walked upstairs as i was in my bed and i was bawling about how kourtney was supposed to text me after my mom kicked her out, and she did, and...
Are you gainfully employed? If so, where?
rainbow hugs at the levee, where i am right now. too tired to even be entertaining answering this. hit me hard.
don't know what to do.
it keeps replaying and i’m going to go home to the pieces on the floor and be really upset. i don’t know what to do. it once again is broken, and once again the same way they all have been. it’s all the same. no matter what you do or how much you give, it’s all the same. i’m so fucked. going home though not excited for the walk, taking my sleeping pills,...
there is so much to complain about and so much to...
and i don’t want to say a word. i feel so fucking bad.
i am coughing up literal chunks of stuff.
it’s disgusting. i hate my life.
i have never been so embarrassed to be out in...
my face is broken out, and my eyes are swollen and bright red blood shot and have bags under them. i look horrible. horrible. i cannot wait to get off work and just wash my face and sleep. it’s really hard not to cry, i keep having to catch and stop myself. it’s really hard not to cry.
aydintheimmortal asked: whhheeeeree do you work?
cystic acne. fuck you. you ruin my fucking life.
fuck you. oh and relationship problems? yeah i have them. awesome. great. fuck. it’s like i’m just meant to be a shitty romantic comedy. fuck.
i cannot wait to get this album. end of june! →
I LOVE MY MOM.
she’s getting money out of my account, and bringing me cigarettes, and bringing me lunch. awesome. as keith only has $4 for the next week, i’m gonna have to be super tight with money as i have a feeling i’ll be at least buying his cigarettes and coffee, and my own as well, plus food. bummer. but super excited for food and cigarettes. i love my momma bear.
exhausted, did not get much sleep.
i have probably $3, which i meant to bring to work to get food, but forgot.. that sucks. keith is also broke. so i dunno what i’m going to do about food today. or cigarettes. fuckkkk. i work tuesday, thursday, friday and saturday next week, all at 10am. fuckkkk. tired, sleepy, bah. hungry. bah. over it.
Keith’s alarm went off. Time for bed. #worstgirlfriendever
keith: tell me you're not enjoying this movie, within the first five minutes you've seen boobies.
kevyn: and you love boobies.
dave: and brad pitt!
keith: dave, that's matt damon..
don't push your bullshit on me.
note to self:
(because i know i won’t remember otherwise) print out massive amounts of pages on information on wes anderson, film, theories, and other topics that you enjoy so you can at least learn and make something of your meaningless existence. love, you’re suddenly motivated self who knows you won’t be motivated in the morning as you walk to work on probably not very much sleep at...
also, all i've been doing is watching interviews...
i need a god damn book. library please?