Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump Left hand on a forty, puffin’ on a...– Hand on the Pump by Cypress Hill
I forgot to take my medicine this morning… which means that I have to start my seven day countdown TOMORROW. Awesome. Okay, October 1st, that sounds pretty official.
4th period boredom
is killing me. Thank the Lord Jesus Christ on a Christian cracker that I have a screamo-singing, pig-squealing, Barney’s cousin girl sitting next to me to keep me occupied. Run on sentence of the century.
Sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep please.
I’ll take all the blame, aqua seafoam shame. Sunburn, freezerburn, choking...– All Apologies by Nirvana
I want to
wake up next to you, eat breakfast with you, swim in the ocean with you, watch movies with you, hold your hand, get cute texts, buy you gifts, nap together, wear your hoodie when I’m cold, look into your eyes, be with you at sunrise and sunset, cook for you, walk in the rain with you, fall asleep on the phone with you, mess up your hair, drive around with you, know your favorite songs, kiss...