So the whole weight thing has gone horribly off due to my wonderfully long hours out of the house, and my housemates sporadically cleaning up after themselves.
Now I have this assignment that Ive been working on for most of the day and the dots just aren’t connecting, there aren’t enough words and all I want to do is cry. I have so many people asking me lately “oh i thought you quit uni” and now thats all I want to do, quit uni and run far far far away….
Might as well go home and do my emo thing…..
ok none of that bullshit faggot stuff
THESE are the best feelings in the world:
- peeing after holding it in all day
- faking ill and getting sent back to bed
- when you sing really emotionally and give yourself shivers b/c you’re fucking star quality
- getting a back massage
- seeing somebody you don’t like fall over omfg
- when you try and talk to your pet in their language and you feel like you’re having a conversation (this might just be me idk)