The Little Things

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I bought a new mattress today. A bedding set. A full length mirror that opens for jewelry, a lamp, and bath towels. Moving out. It’s real. Holy shit.

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Hahahahaha oops. Too drunk to drive and Kiel came to pick me up and take me home. Too bad we aren’t on speaking terms. And my mother is taking me to pick my car up tomorrow. Yup. Doin’ good.

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The more I think about moving out, the more stressed out I’ve been getting.  This last week has been really rough and I just want to curl up in a ball and hide from the world. 

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I just want kisses, cuddles, and sex. I know exactly where I could get all 3. But I shouldn’t.

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I’m done throwing myself at you. I realize you’ve got a lot going on right now, but this seriously feels like pulling teeth. I’m done forcing this. When you’re ready, you can come to me.

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My body apparently has no idea what the fuck is going on. It is the third day of my second week on this pack of birth control. Why do I have my period? This is not what I want.