(via staree)
(via fuckyeahhlove)
My apologies. School has had me wrapped around its finger every second of the day. Christmas is coming up, so that should be good.
My cat just puked on my floor.
That is hilarious.
(via seaghost)
He just called me cute. I don’t know if I should feel flattered or offended. Because sometimes when he talks to me, I feel reassurance. He picked me out of one of my horrible moods last week. It felt like he was the only one who could have done it. Then a few days ago, he tried talking to me, and he was just rude. And that put me in a bad mood. I hate this. I wish I never met him so I wouldn’t have these mixed feelings when he talks to me. Sometimes I feel anxious to the point of nausea, and sometimes I feel cute and happy.
just to see if you’ll come online.
from today’s post : yield