she's a little one

it's liberating

to erase all the music off of your mp3 player, and add completely new stuff.

she said you know

there’s nowhere else to go

But changing roles

It struck me that the two of us could run

bahahahaha

This stupid “celebrity doppelganger” thing going on is seriously cracking me UP. People be all kinds of delusional.

I’m sorry, but there is absolutely no one on my Facebook friend list that even closely resembles John Mayer, Rachel McAdams, Drew Barrymore, or a variety of other celebrities popping up on my mini-feed.

We all know that I am the only person that truly resembles a celebrity, and that is herself (or Beyonce).

another romance epiphany

In these last few hours of my sickened, can’t-go-to-bed state, I have realized something. Through these countless Youtube videos I just observed of newlywed couples doing their first dance, I have realized that I could never be with someone that wouldn’t let our first dance be something ridiculous, outlandish, or make people think “Those two probably have so much fun together”.

And I teared up at that damn Wedding Entrance dance, although it’s probably the third time I’ve seen it.

As I cuddle up to my blue comforter, the sky is a mauve shade that is both beautiful and haunting. The tree limbs rustle and wave hello, as if they’re telling me to come outside…that there’s so much more than what I am keeping in these four walls of my bedroom. What I am keeping are things that are difficult to discuss with others. I am feeling extreme loneliness, although I am surrounded by beautiful and wonderful people. I feel particularly stressed and anxious, but my motivation is at a level zero. I want to fast forward these painful moments I am going through, but I am trying to savor every millisecond I have left in this frozen town. When my head hits my pillow is when I think about him, and that’s when things get hard. I forgot what it’s like to lose someone you truly cared about—someone you had feelings for, someone you spent nights with, someone you called everyday after class. My robe is no substitute for a sweet touch, a kind word, a welcoming embrace. Simultaneously, I am glad to be alone—I am trying to make clean breaks from this town once May comes around. I am a completely conflicted, hypocritical, and restless girl these days. So as the branches beckon for me to explore the outside, I stay in these walls…there are too many things to do tomorrow.

seriously

this girl is the most obnoxious roommate I have ever had.

She brings her loud, terrible friends home from a night of drinking, and even though my door is SHUT (which obviously means I’m doing something I don’t want to be disturbed doing) they proceed to scream and cackle. When I go out and tell them, nicely, to please keep it down, they look at me like I’m a heinous, crazy bitch.

She also has been on my case about mundane, stupid things that I do not have time to remember/worry about because unlike her, I have priorities and a life and fucking things to do.

I really want to go out there and kick them all out, including her. They can take my fucking N64 with them as long as they GO. GET OUT OF HERE. I don’t want to hear them.

AND TURN DOWN THE FUCKING TV. I DON’T NEED TO HEAR EVERY TIME YOU HIT A QUESTION MARK BOX ON MARIOKART.

OH MY GOD I MAY KILL THEM.

HERE IT COMES.