I need a kitten to cuddle with right now.
I need to choreograph. I need to choreograph. I need to choreograph. I need to choreograph. I need to choreograph.
Don't be a drag, just be a queen.
Stop. Stop being annoying. Stop being rude. Stop. I didn’t do anything to you. It isn’t fair for you to take your anger out on me. If you want to be a baby about everything, don’t drag me down with you. I work so hard to be happy. It isn’t fair for you to take my happiness away so easily. It’s not fair. Please, stop. I know it isn’t anything I have done because...
Why do I have such high expectations? I have an idea of something in my mind, but no matter what, the reality always falls short. Just setting myself up for disappointment. All. The. Time. I could just tell people exactly what I want, but doesn’t that take away from the expectations? I just want someone to know exactly what I want! When I say I want two sugars, I want them to know I really...
Tomorrow is February 16th, the day before my birthday. My 22nd birthday to be exact. I’m scared. What is so great about turning 22? Turning 22 doesn’t carry any real significance. I’ve made through most of my age-related milestones. At 16 I started driving. When I turned 18, I started voting. At 21 I starting drinking… legally. Now what? 22. Unless youconsider graduating...
“I don’t want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.” -Zelda Fitzgerald
P.S. I just found out that The Perks of Being a Wallflower is being made into a movie! With Emma Watson! How wonderful!