do yoU EVER JUST GET LIKE SOOOOOOOO AFFECTIONATE ABOUT A PERSON LIKE WOW YOU LOVE THEM IMPOSSIBLY AND ITS JUST LIKE WHOA. WHOA YOU’RE ABOUT TO EXPLODE AND YOU GOTTA TELL THEM ABOUT AND MAYBE SING ABOUT IT AND DO A DANCE NUMBER ABOUT IT AND CLIMB ALL OVER THEM WITH AFFECTION
Sometimes this voice in my head says, “Hey man, why not just drop out? College ain’t for us yo.”
And I start to think that this voice just might be right.
Because maybe all I want out of life is to marry my boyfriend and have babies and spend all day blogging and watching tv and making music and reading and writing and reading to my kids and playing with my kids and cooking for my kids and making love to my man and eating and sleeping and hiking and crocheting.
But none of that contributes to society.
I have to be successful and I have to have a career, be employed, make money, provide, give into society.
But I don’t want any of that.
But then again, it’s really hard to say no when your dead uncle has provided for your college education.
I’m like 90% sure they just sat those actors down and told them to talk about how much they liked lemons until their next cue. You can practically see them internally cracking up about the shit they’re saying. ”Hey hasn’t it been about ten seconds since we last looked at our lemon tree?”
If there is one video on Youtube you’re going to watch, it has to be this one. Please watch this.
Spending the new year watching Monty Python’s the Life of Brian for the first time, wearing new footie pyjamas, wearing my Jade Harley glasses, cuddling my cat, and calling my boyfriend. Its a good way to start the year.
Finishing off a fairly bad day by watching the last episode of sherlock finally was a bad idea.
It just kinda pushed my emotions over the edge.
Luckily I have Thomas to make me feel better.
I think I’ll read some Tamora Pierce to chill myself out before bed.
First you get coffee. Then you go to thrift shops and buy sweaters. Then you bring the sweaters home and wash them. While they are in the washer and dryer, you make out and stuff. Then, you take the sweaters out of the dryer and you put them on and you get all cozy and eat snacks and watch movies in your cozy clean sweaters! And you kiss a lot. The end.
That awkward moment when you spend all day on pinterest looking through the wedding tag and trying to find the perfect wedding gown for 5 or 6 years from now and only giving up because its 1 am and you still havent found it yet and jesus fucking christ im tired why did i do this to myself????