waking up to pills of m in your bra…»
had duck for the first time today…. :\
i like duck. duck is good.
today i get to go sit in a vault by myself that’s full of narcotics for 8 hours….
which means, i get to pick EVERY song that plays :)
hmu with yoursss :)
i’m 3/4 through the first episode of hannibal & i have never been so confused but interested in my life.
i hate when my phone rings near my mother cause
every time she picks it up, holds it, stares at it,
wait for me to come find her & goes,
'i think your battery is dying.'
parents brought home pizza for themselves,
"cause it’s their anniversary"
like why did you start this family,
if you were only gonna think of you two.
how rude, wow.
i’ve never had to get up early to go to the store for pens…
being an adult is weird.
just came home to someone puking in my toilet,
they asked me who i was
like the fuck, i live here,
WHY ARE YOU RALPHING IN MY TOILET?
i think it’s weird you are right or left handed because
you favourited that hand & it started before you were even born…
i’d like someone to come cuddle
while i fucking cry all over you.
i hate breaks with people at lunch,
cause the girls all talk about their husband or boyfriend or children,cause they’ve been together since highschool…
& they aren’t much older than me, so they always ask if i met anyone, or have anyone or have children.
& i’m just there like nope…. still nope…& here’s a nope to keep till next time…
came home to nobody…
pretty faces & ugly personalities… such a let down.
brought home by the cops…
they take me home more than cabs.! (says my rents)
i’m still drunk. i think my night went well….