No hope. No harm. Just another false alarm.
I've had this Tumblr thing since 2007 and as you can tell, I don't use it much.
I have the weakest of all hearts.
I haven’t cried this much in a while. Can’t sleep. Can’t think. Just crying. Six fucking hours.
I’m moving out of the nest in three weeks. Mind blowing. I don’t even know how to pack or move. Luckily the place is fully furnished. Xbox, tv, laptops, clothes, lots of hair stuffz, bedding, and lots more I guess. I need to make a list so I don’t forget. I’m debating on bringing my Jake Bannon prints with me or waiting til I move to the next place at the end of July. I’m already stressing. :|
Tonight I saw a plethora of beardage. If you get the chance, go see Small Brown Bike. I think I’d like to see Hot Water Music again soon, just to see alllllllll of the beards. Oh beards, I love you.
I made my boyfriend a Twitter account so I don’t have to keep giving him my passwords everytime I change them. I already added myself with a few other people he’ll enjoy following. Let’s see if he’ll actually use it.
Every night, my heart rips apart a bit more.
I’d usually go for chubby boys but hubba hubba.




