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I don’t care if people I know, read my tumblr. They just can’t ask questions about anything mentioned on it, in person. Tis all.
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Love makes you a liar. Love makes me a liar.
I gave up on all things that reminds me of...
I’m expecting a failing grade. Goodbye future.
On Valentines Day.
In my opinion, it isn’t a true holiday. But, the card and chocolate industry makes millions off this day. I’ve never celebrated it. I just never felt the need to, even if I did have a significant other at the time. But, every year, my brother buys me a stuffed animal, my favorite chocolate and a card, hugs me, tells me he loves me and keeps it moving. Isnt that lovely?
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“I love you.” “I know.”
AP Calculus AB is flipping ridiculous!
I quit on all of this.
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My dad, oh man.
This man is a character. I swear. He can have an issue with my brothers and I for just the littlest thing, bitch and moan about it and then ignore us. But, as soon as his other sons have an issue or need something, he’ll drop everything and go to them. I asked for a ride home today from a friend’s house and he groaned about how his car needs maintenance and hes not driving it. But,...
Lmfaooooo. You went way back in my tumblr for thar post.
Happy Birthday, Kid Cudi!
My doctor says I'm much happier.
She says its because I’m losing weight and I’m more comfortable with my body. No, I’m just getting high a couple times a week and I get great head. You know, the usual. C’est la vie.
fuckmewithwordss: want to wrap my legs around your shoulders and keep your head trapped in between my thighs and your tongue my slave triggering your senses with my moans it’s time to get to work stimulate my body and massage my mind with the lust you’ve kept inside you over this time…
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I've been accepted to Rutgers University!
So, I didn’t want to wake up this morning for my midterms. But I did. However, getting to school was a pain and I would have been late. So, I went back home. I’ve never missed a midterm before and today, I’m missing two. So, I’ll be taking three midterms on Monday. Joy. But this acceptance letter is so lovely.
Insert Emo post.
I don’t want to wake up in the morning.
No. No. No. It doesn’t work like that.
Insert post that no one cares about.
One of the biggest midterms of my life is taking place tomorrow: AP Calculus AB. I was studying at the dinner table since that’s the only place with a table and chair, good lighting and I won’t fall asleep or be subjected to listening to music. Then, my brother blasts music videos from the computer. My other brother blasts American Idol in the bedroom. My father starts talking to his...
fuckmewithwordss: When I write a short story… I go on the baby name website to obtain names for my characters… :) I do this religiously.
Sigh. I don’t even know what to say to that.
12:24 pm thoughts.
I’m sick. I have to spend the whole day studying for my AP Calculus AB midterm that’s tomorrow.FML I want to bake cupcakes but that might turn into a fail.
Flipping out due to the disappearance of my red moleskine. I don’t know what to do with life right now. Seriously. When it comes to my inner thoughts and written work, I need that notebook near me at all times. Now, it’s gone. Tears of frustration, commence.
The sexual noises I make when I stretch.
I feel like this isn’t old news. I tell people things and they look at me with a “wtf, seriously?” face. Mind you, it’s pretty obvious. Mind you, I tell people everything. Yet, they act as if it’s something new. People, I swear.
Why start something you can't finish?
We still do TMI Tuesday?
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My lack of motivation needs to be questioned.
eusouvida: Youth is beautiful. It’s beautiful because one doesn’t have to cope with a heavy soul, full of scars and experiences. Youth is innocent, it’s naive. Youth is bliss. I don’t think I have that anymore.
ohmyearth: Strung off strings you, dangled Slowly danced upon the tip of my head and, made love To thoughts.. Thought upon thought I’ve built shrines for you…
All of these schools get senior trips. I was stuck on a God retreat with a nun who is the rebirth of Satan.
Maybe, I'm just not cut out for relationships,