People should really take my phone away from me when I drink.

  • me: *owns 264 unread books*
  • me: *buys 17 new books*
  • me: *rereads harry potter*

Spotted at Trader Joe’s

Some lady at the street fair tried to hand me a flyer about threading and I just yelled at her, “my eyebrows are perfect!”


scientific study on how long it takes for arctic monkeys to reduce you into a sad sack of emotions and nostalgia on the floor in the dark 

Vanity in quadruplicate.
My Saturday night.
And some final sentiments before I’m off to sleep.

realizing the other main reason i’m not going out by myself is that i can’t leave my house without my mom accosting me with a million questions and i don’t feel like trying to justify that i need to socialize to her.

tell me again why i can’t seem to succeed in any sort of serious job when my mom makes it actually impossible to be independent without being totally rude to her.

Pouting because I turned down an actual invitation to go somewhere for tentative plans I had with two different people tonight who both bailed on me.

I have seriously exhausted my friend options.

I need to learn to be one of those people that can go out by myself and make new friends. But part of that hesitation comes from being a girl.