i can’t wait for snow and hot chocolate and blankets and christmas movies and presents and that minty smell in the air and just the overall joyfulness and i just can’t wait for christmas okay
okay okay, here’s a note to myself so i can finally stop wallowing and actually live….
okay okay i’ve defined my perfect guy
My chest feels really tight like my heart shrunk and now it’s all wrinkly inside. I think my heart has become a raisin.
hellllp. i actually have no motivation to succeed anymore.
And to think, I thought I was going to be the one to break your heart.
it’s funny cause even though you’re the one who’s making me sad, all i want is for you to hug me really really tight for a really long time
okay can i just talk about how wonderful today was?
i wore a huge sweater, it was raining, i only had three classes, i had the best lunch today with coconut water, cross country was cancelled, i got to hang out with him, he watched mean girls with me, he’s becoming a better kisser (haha) and i’m just super happy.
gosh, he’s perfect.
help i have a lab write-up to do and a trig test to study for and a history essay to plan and all i’m doing is staring at pictures and thinking about my commitment issues. oh dear god.
he’s coming over again tonight ahhhhhh
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? BOTH ED SHEERAN AND THE LUMINEERS ARE SOLD OUT. WHAT IS MY LIFE ANYMORE.
i swear anyone from oregon is literally perfect. i don’t care if you’re a high school drop-out with four teeth and a pet rat, you’re perfect.