I wish someone would make me a beautiful wrap
Same but burrito.
- 14 years old: I'm young but I know what I want. This isn't that hard, I'm all grown up already and have everything figured out.
- 17 years old: Well, this is a little harder than I thought. School is almost ending. What am I going to do with my life?
- 21 years old: What the fuck is going on? Where are my socks?
It sucks to have so much hate in your heart for a solitary human being
But sometimes it just can’t be helped.
I’ve never held more disgust toward any human being that I do you.
It’s fucking ugly. I hate it, and I hate you.
Did I mention
I bought a BEAUTIFUL Fender Stratocaster last night!? For a wickedly low cost.
My roommate wanted an acoustic electric. So we traded and I threw her another $100 on top to make the trade fairer.
It’s fucking beautiful. It has a sage body and a maple neck. I’ll have to post pictures sometime.
I have such a love affair with this instrument.
I’m moving to a city where most of my friends live in one week.
I have a man that loves me for who I am, and finds subtle ways of telling me.
We’ll be moving in to this new town together.
I’m packing up my house and purging what I don’t need for this hour long voyage, which is always such a cleansing process.
I’m fucking stoked, you guys.
My job transfer went through out there.. So I’ll be doing the same thing for the same company, but entirely new as well. They’ve never had someone of my position work from this office before, so it’s really going to help all parties. On top of this, I’ll be able to do so many more things within the company, like help with orientations for the kids, go to Family Nights and meet/greet, as well as helping out with state-wide testing. I’ve never been more proud of my job title and felt so powerful towards making a difference in these kid’s lives.
Oi oi. I’ve got One week. Crazy talk. I’m sippin’ a redbull now and back to packing/cleaning I go.