i remember back when i used to love coming home for breaks, but now i just.. don’t. my house is crowded, i have to work and slave at dunkin endlessly, and justin and i are apart for however many days said break is. not to mention i’m always tired, fall alseep super early, and am always really, really, really hot and uncomfortable. i hate state college so much, but i totally want to be there right now.

I’m so happy with my life right now. There’s so much love and goofiness and newness in it.. yet I find it hard to avoid the days that I don’t feel happy for no reason. I don’t get it.

I miss those days where you really, really like someone, and you stay up super late to talk to them and don’t even notice because you don’t even feel tired at all because you’re so engrossed in the conversation. Those days neeeed to come back!

(Source: itsirrational, via kaylaconn)

I am not a fan of Taylor swift at all, but the lyrics to her song “mean” pertain to my life so perfectly right now. Its sad to think about, though. How a song about something so obviously upsetting describes my life. Can’t wait to move past this point right now.

Nothing is worse when you know something is true and people don’t believe you. They won’t budge. However, I’m not giving up this time.

I never sleep this late.

Today was a bit of an odd day.

First off, I heard my mother say the word “cunt” for the first time. And then we (she, my grandma, and I) launched into a conversation of all the people we think are cunts.

Ex. Mom: so and so is such a cunt Me: you know who else is a cunt? So and so. My grandma: OH MY GOD you’re right, he/she is SUCH a cunt!

Yep.

Then me and my mom had a conversation about my sex life with my ex which should normally be a very awkward conversation to have with your mother but when your mom is my mom, there are no boundaries.

Then I came upstairs and my cat was laying down on the dresser. I hugged her and started out by saying, “I know you don’t speak human, but…” and went on to explain how much I love her even if she’s a bitch and how she always there for me. Oh my god. It’s a cat. Not my best friend. My sanity is gone.

However, I’m meeting up with meg Burke soon to spend the loads of pizza hut cash she got through the drive through today at dd, watch ice loves coco with her friends, and finally be in a different and new atmosphere. I need this!

What’s in: attractive significant others. What’s out: ones who look like the same sex as you / your twin. gross? Yes.

Someone left and went across the country. They took my sanity with them.

People always say that the act of hating is bad. That it takes too much energy to hate someone. But no one thinks about what NOT hating someone feels like. The whole “i know you hate them now but maybe you could give them another chance.” yea, that kind of not hating. I did that. I stopped hating someone I hated. And when you let someone back into your heart like that, you quickly become reminded of why you hated them in the first place. They inflict that same pain on you that they used to. And then you instantly regret committing to the act of not hating. So my advice to the world: keep hating. You might lose some energy, but at least you keep your happiness. And sanity.