ONE MORE COLLEGE to apply to and then I am done. except uvic and warren wilson. but that’s january. THANK HEEBUS SHIT GOT FIGURED OUT. i don’t even know how to handle not being stressed. like what do i do? where do i put my hands?
texts i saved almost two years ago
t: happy how are you beautiful?
t: sweet dreams rosie :)
t: you have a point, you sexy devil
t: if i could get there i would have you in a heartbeat
(that one always makes my heart melt)
i wish that kid had never started doing drugs and wasn't a lying cheating bastard. i miss how he was.
c: i love you like a fat kid loves cake after comming back from vegan camp
god, fifteen seems so long ago. it was awful at the time, but i kind of miss it now. i wouldn't have fucked shit up so bad.
SO MUCH FUCKING COLLEGE STRESS. i mean shit. this should not be allowed. thank you, universe, for conspiring against me.
i can’t find my ipod :( i wish it wasn’t my most valued possession.
kind of fucking suck a lot. because a lot of the shit they post i like, like some of the photography and stuff. and a lot of it is like “b’awwww that’s so cheesy i hate it butikindoflikeit.” and then some of it is just the dumbest shit i’ve ever seen, ever. like wtf, why do you need to take 8347859495876 million pictures of cupcakes? or tuna sandwiches i mean what the...
peppermint tea is literally the greatest thing on the planet