I don’t think anyone pays attention to this anymore especially because I don’t but I thought I’d catch up since I can’t sleep at 2:24 in the morning and my boyfriend is paying attention to the youtube.
I miss you.
I miss browsing you for hours.
I miss reblogging witty posts and quotes from my friends.
I feel like I never sleep or breathe or think anymore. These may be issues that are a tad too deep for my neglected blog that used to be reserved for my feminist/sexually frustrated boy rants back when I had time.
I haven’t painted my nails in 4 months. Who am I?
how 2 make people feel better ft. dog
|—||Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via thatkindofwoman)|
Oscar Wilde, De Profundis
|—||Before working in retail/customer service/food industry (via loupsenior)|
as I usually do to the better things in my life.
|—||Christy Brown, Of Snails and Skylarks. (via omniprznt)|
My roommate and I are watching standup on netflix after I made us dinner. She liked my chicken. I’ll eventually start doing laundry and take a hot shower. My job is pretty terrible but there’s this guy with white glasses who makes me pretty happy even if I’ve just received an email from three different supervisors for the same work “issue” (I hate my job so much) Life isn’t terrible and even the bad things are temporary. Things are fine. *Everything is fine.
*Except my hands are dry right now and I might as well just cut them off.