Hey, hi, hey, guys. So I promised default_dollie that I would explain the appeal of Coachella to her last week (now three months ago), and then I kind of failed at the job. Mostly because I hadn’t actually been there yet, and had no idea what to do other than yell COACHELLA at the top of my lungs while my phone stared at me blankly. Oddly enough, after an entire ( Read more... )

Let me state right off the bat that I love Rome. It’s filthy as fuck, the traffic is scarier than any other place I’ve ever been, and honestly, there’s not a lot to see if you’re not into musty old churches and ancient ruins, but I think it’s GREAT and I was ecstatic to be there. Like this:


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Every time I think about writing up a vacation post, I decide it is some combination of daunting and/or exhausting, so I've kind of been putting it off.

California is home. It will always be home, in the way that every good childhood memory I have took place there. Sometimes I don't think people from the East Coast- people I went to high school and ( Read more... )

This weekend.

This weekend. Yeah.

Remember how I was stressed? So stressed that my brain felt like it was going to explode into a million tiny pieces? Like, this was me, every minute of every day?


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1. I'm going through a highly traumatic period in my life right now. And by that I mean that my entire family with the addition of my boyfriend and friends are trying to drive me certifiably insane.

You may- or may not, I have no idea how much attention you people pay attention to my life, tbh. If we're talking reciprocal attention, then we all ( Read more... )

Does anyone else like watching Jesse Eisenberg kiss people? Because I kind of really do. I kind of like watching him do anything with his mouth, but especially this:


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How did I end up being the bad daughter? Like seriously, is it my fault that I haven't seen my father in a year? I dragged my ass up to Boston twice last year (three times?) and got treated like shit, so my apologies for not doing it a fourth time last April. But man, I fucking tried all summer to get my father to fly me out to California, so much ( Read more... )

Dear January 25,

It is not April Fool's Day. SO STOP FUCKING WITH ME.

First, I get up to pee in the middle of the night and walk into a closed bathroom door. My nose hurts. I hope you found it hilarious.

Then, I get my new case, and I'm super relieved to be done with gypsy drama, and you give me the OH NO IT'S A MUSLIM HE'S OBVIOUSLY A TERRORIST  ( Read more... )

This article makes me RAGE. I can't even- like, she's a fucking seventeen year old girl. She's "acting out" because she's trying to explore her environment and see what works for her, 'cause that's what healthy seventeen year old girls do. If she wasn't a Disney star, people would just be all, oh, that's normal teenage experimentation, but because ( Read more... )

Um, so yesterday I was so occupied by my complete annoyance with my uncle that I forgot to write what I'd initially come on for (aside from the fic).

So. DADDY. I have a question.

If you don't give me money for my loans...you don't ever visit me...and now you're cutting off my gas card, arguably the only financial assistance you've ever ( Read more... )