brain vomit.

way too excited to sleep. if i get this job tomorrow i can smoke pot again. thats all i really want. haha. and to move.

fucking job interview tomorrow. i can’t freaking wait. if i get it that means a life again. i can move out of my fucking parents house. smoke again. they dont do drug tests. im too excited to live right now. 

how do you get over someone you talk to everyday. its freaking impossible. i hate that i feel so attached.

wanting someone who just wants to be friends. stupid. i hate feelings.

how the fuck is it possible for me to fail at everything i do???

really, i wanna know…

went to dallas this weekend. i didnt want to come home. boy crushes are the worrrst.

when you dont feel pretty enough…yeah, that.