March 2012
179 posts
“What you are will show in what you do.”
– Thomas Edison (via kari-shma)
March is going to be terrifying
can I just sleep through this next month?
I am so not ready for this
February 2012
161 posts
Dear Phantom of the Opera,
I didn’t think I’d find you to be nearly as challenging a show as you actually are. And Christine Daae, I didn’t think you to be as difficult a role to play as I’m discovering you to be. Nor did I expect people to be as mean and critical as they are turning out to be. But there’s not a doubt in my mind that these are things that can be overcome. In the meantime, I...
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sittin' with Hals in Panera
listening to some tunes
should be doing homework
eh
This is Tabitha here to say:
shipwreckedaquaholic:
goodwrittens:
I am in love with Halsey Greigh Chaplin
This came so close to rhyming.
Regardlessly, I agree.
haha whatever dude. (I hacked her tumblr and now I’m reblogging my own post. NOT AFRAID.)
me: I should go shower now
(five minutes later)
(another five minutes later)
(yet another five minutes later)
(more five minute intervals)
someone: (goes into the bathroom)
me: wooow I was JUST about to go take a shower
You know what’s pretty cool? When you visit me at work and bring me cute things like notes written on napkins or a flower from the parking lot just ‘cause. That’s what.
dagnyjazz:
7u7:
why everybody talking about oscar
Omg too much
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“Miss you terribly already,
Miss the space between your eyelids,
where...”
zofro:
i don’t understand people
I love my life
me: *shining flashlight in her face* Where were you on the night of February...19th?
my mom:
me:
my mom: Pooping.
I smell like ice cream
let’s give it up for Coldstone everyboddyyyy
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I hate senior year and I hate that everyone says that it’s supposed to be the best year. nothing’s fun about it.
I lack the courage and capacity to deal with any of this.
and oh, look. I have to get ready for school in 2 hours. awesome.
but I’ll stop whining now and suck it up as usual
How to write a paper:
Go on Tumblr for a few hours
Lie on the floor
Cry