I wish it was socially acceptable to wear red lipstick religiously.

I woke up with no underwear on?

I HAD A FUCKING GREAT WEEKEND.

ACTUAL LIVING. I ACTUALLY LIVED.

For some reason Memorial Day Weekend is always a success. It also reacquainted me and recklessness and I couldn’t be happier about it.

I hate when people put spaces in front of punctuation .

“I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.”

(via anally)

cereal after sex

isn’t that how it goes?

what if i hate college so much that i want to come home?

what if i love college so much that i dont want to come home?

Remember last night, in the Taco Bell Drive-Thru, when I actually wanted to live.

I feel amazing. Euphoric. I had a great fucking day.

“Happy 20th Birthday! Now you can… wait another year to drink?”

Supposed to work 6-930 tonight

There’s just no chance of that

I’ve only called out one other time in my entire “career”

My palms are sweating

Why am I so nervous?