August 2011
July 2011
I don’t really know if I can do this anymore. It’s not supposed to be my job.
Drunk. Hello, confidence.
That awkward moment when you say that you're the...
harryfuckingpotter:
yeah that’s right.
So, the dorms I lived in last year were famous for making mistakes, especially when it came to the rooms.
Anyways, I’m moving back there next month and I had a dream that instead of a tiny room they accidentally gave me a pentouse apartment. It was so pretty. Oops…
My life.
I’ve got that incredible urge to say something, but I’m not sure what.
So I’m going to lay down, finish watching The Sixth Sense, and go to bed.
“People did change, and a change could be a bloom as well as a withering…”
– Revolutionary Road
“She just happened to feel like it. Wasn’t that after all, the only reason there...”
– Revolutionary Road
“You’re a miracle, Ronnie. We’re all miracles. Know why? Because as...”
– Little Children
“You couldn’t change the past. But the future could be a different story....”
– Little Children
Like crazy.
I need to pick myself back up.
This is the fifth time I’ve watched Michael Clayton this week. I’m not even sure why…
“Get up, get out, get away from these liars ‘cause they don’t get...”
– Snow Patrol
That awkward moment when you want to post something, but then remember your tumblr isn’t exactly private.
Oh well.
“I think my complete lack of allure already shot that horse in the face.”
But really.
