my mother is mad at me. she is in new york, i am in south carolina, and somehow, we argue without actually seeing each other. this is a weird feeling. i don’t know. i said something that i honestly did not intend to hurt her with, but mama being mama she took intense insult. i really don’t want this year to go by with her being angry at me, but i’ve already apologized, or tried...
Please, New year, Bring me a damn boyfriend.
Beach House | Heart of Chambers
Black is beautiful. White is beautiful. Asian is...
on homework during break
can i just say that the fact that i’ve been spending the majority of this break doing homework, eating, watching crappy old disney movies (hello, hunchback of notre dame is like the most depressing/disturbing kids movie EVER) and sleeping is slightly anticlimactic. however, despite this, i do enjoy the incredibly nerdy sense of accomplishment that rushes in after completing the said endless...
whenever i get really happy, i have this...
That awkward moment when you look at someone and...
i want to crawl back inside my mothers womb
i love the piano man so much. he’s so randomly happy.
i don't even know how this makes sense. but i love... →
how can people not understand? candy canes are...
getting out of here
right now i feel like i can’t wait to be free of being a teenager and dependent on my parents for every single thing. i have a huge family, so therefore we’ve got a few problems, but i don’t necessarily see those problems as “my” business, you know? i don’t want to be associated with all this craziness that isn’t technically mine, i want to walk into a...
christmas! and have a merry one
we’re in south carolina at the mo, everyone is here except for mama who is looking after the numerous animals. just now i was running around outside barefoot and in a t-shirt, so i guess that was a little bit weird-feeling, but also it doesn’t feel much like christmas at all. and i mean, even at home there isn’t any snow yet, so i guess it wouldn’t feel like christmas there...
such beautiful music →
Dear Coke Talk: On dueling christmases. →
dearcoketalk: Last minute Christmas conundrum, so if you manage to answer this in time, you’ll be my personal Jesus this year. Like a lot of American twentysomethings, I have a nontraditional family. I have my mom and my stepdad on one hand, and then I have my best friend and her parents who let me live…