I JUST BOUGHT A TICKET TO SEE SUFJAN STEVENS ON MARCH 27. I’M GOING TO DIE.
ps. most epic dance party at the fillmore house EVER tonight. i probably lost 5.6 pounds in the process of dancing my pants (or leggings?) off.
i got my cap and gown today. it’s official: i’m about to graduate college.
i miss you. and you, and you, and you too.
i typed in rivermont pizza on google:
and got blake reams at his best:
terrified terrifics- du og meg (but more like just...
have a good day tumblr; i’m going to go ride my bike.
tomorrow will be fun.
she lied. it was fun. whiskyouaway: The title lied. It most certainly will not be fun. I will be spending my day at the DMV in Bean Station TN. At least i will get to be with my best friend and my family all at the same time.
get off your ass, start doing pilates and riding your bike, don’t eat any more junk food, quit drinking beer for lent, start getting better sleep, read more books, do your homework on time, and try not to focus on the past. youre beautiful, but right now youre making yourself a horribly ugly person (mainly on the outside, but your heart isn’t looking too pretty at this moment...
my kitten is cuddling all cute in my lap, and he just farted on me. my life summed up.
she said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but...– brian andreas
i just stuffed my face with smart one’s mexican enchilada dish! why is it that i can’t help but eat once 2 am roles around? atleast it was fat free.
knock knock puddin’ head, i aint retarded.– stacie marie bergman
i just ate 3 pieces of cold (and free) papa john’s pizza. i feel like a fatass and i can’t find my bridge jones dvd. this is dana, super pissed and being a typical american.
i google image searched my last name and this showed up: if you don’t know, thats a picture of young george foreman. he’s more badass than you would think. and so am i.
liberty university, i despise you.
i’m having a really hard time seeing the fun and beautiful things right now. it’s not because of bad relationships or illness or depression or even boys. its solely because of (embarassingly enough): homework. in three months from now, i will finally be done. 17 years of school. DONE. but than i have to leave this place. and i’m not really sure if i can bring myself to do...
i can be(feel) like(an) ass sometimes.
julie and julia.
so i am totally obsessed with julia child, cooking, and red wine right now. and wearing heels in the kitchen.
just another night at the pizzaria.
whiskyouaway: “at the end of the day, it was a camel and something weird happened and then something was broken and i think there was a straw involved”
stephen baker is right!
tuesday nights at the harrison house are the bomb digz!
i drove home this morning from a friends house on harrison avenue. it was overcast, the sky was grey, but everything was bright because of the recent snow we’ve had. sufjan stevens was singing “oh god, hold me now. oh god, touch me now. there’s no other man who could save the dead”. it was cold, so cold my butt felt frozen on my car seat. but as i drove over the rivermont...