I leave for Milwaukee to see Skrillex at Stellar Spark 9 in 3 hours. Stoked.
December 2011
Never wearing a bra again.
I have pizza and 30 Rock and a puppy.
IT
IS
SO
BAD.
I was forcing my sister to watch this earlier as punishment, but it only lasted 10 minutes because I couldn’t take it anymore.
I’m basically on house arrest right now. My parents won’t really let me go anywhere or do anything. My little sister was just like “All you do anymore is watch tv on Netflix.” My response was that I can’t go anywhere and I don’t really have anything else to do. I said that she doesn’t have to worry about that because she gets to do whatever she wants. Her response? “Yeah well I earned that right.”
EXCUSE ME? You want to run your mouth like that? Then don’t come running to me anymore when you snuck out and can’t get back in. Don’t come running to me when you’re at a party and Mom doesn’t believe you’re where you’re supposed to be. Don’t ask me to cover for you. Just run along to your fucking boyfriend and your friends who always treat you like shit. Don’t waste anymore time talking to me.
there are still some people i’ve followed for a while now but still don’t really talk to, for whatever reason, but we reblog shit from each other all the time and sometimes i look at their icon and i’m like
yeah we homies
I have applied to at least 30 places but it hasn’t really been long enough to hear back from any of them yet and I don’t need this much free time. Currently, I’m laying in bed making movies for no apparent reason. Most likely, no one will ever see them. You guys may be subjected to them eventually. I’m so bored.
