i was crying in my car in front of the mcdonalds near my house eating french fries and listening to my sad playlist in the car and a black guy tapped on my window and just gave me life changing advice “its going to be ok lil nigga you can do it”
OMFG I DIED
(via underwater-rocketship)
I blew my whole paycheck on Christmas gifts for my friends and gas fuck I have no idea what to do for my family SHITTTTTTT
I just came to the realization that I didn’t even really find either of my ex’s all that attractive. I guess I’m just a desperate, lonely whore…
I’m actually going to put in some effort and try to look extremely pretty tomorrow..
Not gonna lie, both of my hands are a bit weirded out sore right now from me furiously writing my honors American lit final and having my playing final for orchestra. I suppose this is just a sign of a productive day..
I put on some Florence and the Machine then I began crying uncontrollably. What.
I have a 15+ page script to write and I’ve only done 4 pages OMFG i will never get this shit done wtf and i have to be back at school in an hour and a half to run the lightboard in the auditorium for some event ughhh OMFG I WILL NEVER GET THIS DONE
“the worst kind of teacher is the kind that makes you feel afraid to ask questions by treating you like a total idiot whenever you ask one.”
I’ve been trying to give my government teacher the benefit of the doubt but I don’t think that that is even possible for me to do anymore. If she had any sense of compassion, she would realize that I was completely offended when she got her fucking panties in a wad over me giving my dear friend my notes when she was absent. May I say that the absence was due to the death of her father just 3 weeks ago. She made me feel like a fucking moron. when you can even ask this woman a question without her completely snubbing you and treating like you are a fucking idiot she wonders why no one in my class ever wants to answer questions or participate. I am so fucking done, like 9000% done.
I hate that feeling when you’re not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty and every little thing gets to you and everyone that talks to you makes you angry and you want to punch everyone in the face
(via cameron1000)
My parents don’t understand that it’s not the fact I don’t want to get it’s just the effort of putting on pants when I have to get up.
People associating “Fantasia On A Theme By Thomas Tallis” with 50 Shades of Gray on youtube. Leave.
