What the hell?! My boyfriend makes me so mad. He had to close tonight and usually gets home about 9:30. Sometimes I call him to see if he’s home but not all the time. Tonight I didn’t call and he got home after midnight. He calls me and was rude and asks “Why haven’t you called?” Just rude. I didn’t because he likes to chill out, when he gets home. I don’t even want to go on, I’m giving myself a headache.
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This blog makes no sense. I'm weird. You have been warned.
Facebook is lame but I have one. Formspring: What do you want to say to me?
Facebook is lame but I have one. Formspring: What do you want to say to me?
I will not get on Tumblr tomorrow...
I have so much to do!
-Dust
-Clean out my closet
-Organize my bookshelf/dvd shelf
-Sweep
-Look into transferring to Texas State
All of this gets avoid because I zone out on Tumblr!
“My photo” camera bags
Who doesn’t have a friend who likes photography and has a wee bit of a geek side?
Want.
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Rise Against -Collapse (Post-Amerika)
When the air that we breathe becomes air that we choke
"I am reasonably confident that you will be adding revenge to the long list of things you're no good at--right next to being married, running a high school glee club, and finding a hairstyle that doesn't make you look like a lesbian. Love ya like a sista." -- Sue Sylvester, GLEE
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