February 2012
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Can it be summer already
wear shorts
wear crop tops
sunglasses
ice cream
omq plz
im done. im done. im fucking done.
why do i still fucking try. im done. i dont care anymore. fuck this. im really done
theres no damn cure.
people are just ignorant.
me: i'm so bored..
unfinished tasks: um
hi, this is my twitter →
Kindle or Nook?
before all you book lovers complain that traditional books are better, I have really bad eyesight and I need larger fonts hence the reason why I’m getting an eReader lol. and there are other benefits to it, as in I dont have to wait hella weeks just to get the newest books haha.
but yeah.
idk which one to get
youre pathetic
you guys aint even going out
if you like her then ask her out
idk give a shit but you guys acting like couples and dont be couples it’s annoying.
like ok i get it not, now move the fuck outta my sight kind of thing.
damn just dont be such a fucking douche about it
i just finished all my chem shit. omg.
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so when i cry, my lashes get all sticky cause of my mascara but it doesnt come off. ew.
cmon roxanne, getit together!
I would like you to know
I hate my own guts. I don’t know what’s wrong. My nutella jar is empty. I have hella hw. It’s romper season. When is my period coming, I want it over with.
fuck this dude.
I really hate life when it’s preperiod season.
OMG. GLEE IS THE DEATH OF ME WAITING FOR IT FOR 2 MONTHS
reading 30 pages of apush tonight got me thinking
If FDR can change the nation and turn its state of depression around, then I can too.
I’ll be FDR, in my own way =)
I’m in dance
I was in Leadership
I am in choir
I have a 3.8-4.16 gpa average
2 ap classes, 1 honors
church youth
Possibly the most fucked up daughter, but still have the most awesomest parents ever
yet you are special enough to take my attention.
Lord I am so amazing on how you love me so much despite how my flaws are.
I am just so thankful. Forreal.
Then I realized how lonely you could be, so fragile, and then I forget how damned my life was and how much better it is compared to yours.
Then I realized how you needed someone, but I can’t fucking do anything.
I want to hug you but I feel like I don’t deserve to be your friend at this point.
“Who am I?” it’s a question yet to be answered, will you be there along...
trust
it’s a big word