i lost all of my music.
it would be appreciated if you could help me out so i can stop crying.
thank you.

lonely as hell.
missing new york and 9th floor.
wishing i wasn't stuck in gilbert, alone.

i desperately need to unpack, and find a job ( Read more... )

t minus now until my next nervous breakdown.
uber sick.
uber tired.
uber swamped with work.
uber fucked up computer who lost my music..again.
uber sad.
uber rejected by same boy again.
uber needing to go home.

why does it hurt so bad to stand up for yourself?

i am home in 18 days, which not only feels like a very long time from now, but also reminds me of that johnny five/almost heroes/whatever song and sophomore year ( Read more... )

the park was so nice...
and now i look like a fucking tomato.

i just got really stessed out ( Read more... )

so instead of being down about things, i hang out with my peeps, and this ensues...
a little thing i'd like to call backdoor hamper.

( if this isn't a walking ad for nyu, i don't know what is )

i don't know who i am anymore.
and i feel like tonight will be something to regret.