I can’t wait to move somewhere not quite as hot, somewhere older, somewhere rainier.

today I’m going to lay around, nurse my sunburn, watch HGTV and pretend that I’m buying a house. and maybe try to get some writing done.

going to waste all my money pursuing a dream I’ve had all my life that I’m probably never going to achieve and will end up working a job I hate because I cannot finish anything I start writing ever. can’t wait.

for the first time in a really long time, I’m excited about my future.

man, sometimes I wish I had big boobs, but then I remember how much I like being a part of the tiny titty club. and everythings alright

watching game of thrones makes me want a horse really bad.

he doesn’t think we’re going to last, that this relationship isn’t going to work out. I feel like I’ve been kicked in the stomach repeatedly.

so tired. need sleep, need to be back in clearwater.

I just listened to a Lana Del Ray song or whatever the fuck her name is for the first time, and she sounds like an impaled frog. Really. What’s so good about her again?