Hm. I feel like tonight is a good night to blog. I’m sitting in my bed, texting, and drinking tazo tea. Its like the perfect tv show closing scene. (Maybe on the show Awkward.)
Senior year will hopefully be better than the ones that have passed. While I feel stable, and thats all I ever want, I can’t help but feel like something is missing. I hate to be that girl but forreal, would it kill ya God to hook me up? I just want a boyfriend. I will have the boyfriend who takes kissing webcam pictures and sets them as our profile pictures. As much as I hate that, I will have that.
Okay I’m done being melodramatic. This tea smells like shit yo. Not okay. And this bitch won’t stop doing truth ises. Like come on. You’re in fucking college. Make friends. I need a haircut. I need to un-deafen myself. I forreal can’t hear.
I want more tumblr/twitter followers but i’m too scared to link the pages to my facebook…. Ya feel me?
Okay well this is goodnight.