sucks that you have to be a jerk sometimes to prevent others from jerking you around. circle jerk?
What ridiculous marketing campaign made smoking ‘hip’? And why am i attracted to people who somehow fell for this? Ugh
lemon-flavored things. i love them.
especially muffins and loaves.
‘we’re on a scavenger hunt, for autism!’ what?
I’m laughing out loud at the things people do, like stopping a bus driver to take his picture.
ahhh i can finally kind of relax, and watch terrible reality television.
things i like: boys. music. sincerity. art. harmonies. hanging out with friends. fashion/style. hugs. a nice smile. epiphanies. dancing. hearing a lyric or meeting a person and feeling like you just got kicked in the lungs because they fit so perfectly into you. peanut butter. kindness. funny things. coffee, tea. literature. red hair. the smells of vanilla / cinnamon / hazelnut / woodsy outdoors / salty sea / other wonderful things on skin. beautiful things. being lost and then found. red velvet cake. gettin nerdy in the right company. smart people. sexy glances. creativity. figuring things out; things that just make sense. empathy. feeling a hint of the underlying chaos in everything. believing that some things are destined. being buried in blankets and pillows. helping people just because you want to. the color orange. certain blues and greens of the sky and ocean and nature, and boys eyes. lip gloss. hazel eyes. minimalist graphic design. plaids and prints, and colors crashing together. sunflowers. hoodies. just not giving a shit sometimes. good surprises. sweet red peppers. stars. walking basslines and angular guitars. making new friends. snowflakes. the sun on my face. butterflies. unconditional love.