guys

aru:

if i ever see any of you in public, the code is “i like your shoelaces”

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

(via riptollyolly)

Alright, peeps.

I am obviously no good at running two blogs so I am going to go back to my old one. 

my url is justanotherinfatuation.tumblr.com

go follow that one. For now, I will leave this one here just for post references. I may eventually delete it though. My posts on the other one are pretty much the same as the posts on this one. I will be going through and following everyone on my other blog. 

So yeah. 

So. Question.

Do any of you lovely people live in the Tallahassee/Panama City region?

I will be driving through there in a few weeks and I would love to have lunch with you because, ya know, I love you.

So if you do and you care to meet up, send me a message or something and we can plan! :)

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I can’t find my pearls and I am so depressed.

Green Tea and Classical music.

That is how I spend my Friday nights. Oh, and whole wheat bagel was invited to the party, too. He didn’t stay long though. :) 

Who needs best friends and their stupid new boyfriends who you may or may not have been crushing on for 2 years. Beethoven named a song after me so ha. Take your dumb relationship elsewhere. 

I can’t sleep.

I put on some Beethoven hoping it would help but, as you can see, it hasn’t. C’mon Beethoven. Don’t let me down. Or…I guess it this case…do put me down….

rocketship-cowboy:

lololfaggottron:

asteroidqueen:

Sometimes I pretend to be a dolphin. I’m 20 years old.

Sometimes I pretend to be a robot. I’m 18 years old. 

Sometimes I pretend to be a dinosaur in outer space. I’m 19 years old.

Sometimes, as I lay in bed at night, I pretend to be in a movie playing the innocent victim of some freak accident who is laying unconscious in a hospital bed who wakes up at the dramatic and teary confession of the emotionally distraught lover causing a massive plot twist that results in the undoing of several different characters.

Oh. And I am 18 years old. If that is important.

(Source: trashslut, via monsieur-x-rocketship-deactivat)

I sing along with the vacuum.