Oh my gosh. I think I’m dying.
remember like 2 years ago when christmas stopped feeling like christmas for some reason
Nothing like an hour long phone call to make you feel a complete range of emotions and then leave you sobbing on your bed. What. A. Fucking. Day.
No lie, every time I hear footsteps coming toward my room, I have a small panic attack because I physically cannot handle any more human contact right now. It’s the worst.
This year I decided to really get into the spirit of Halloween. It may have been the costliest decision I’ve ever made. My greased up head went into the pumpkin no problem, but… I can’t get it out. I mean, I could try destroying the pumpkin… But as Jim and I discovered any blow to the pumpkin itself could prove fatal to me. At first I drove myself crazy thinking about the things I should have done differently. I never should have hollowed out this damn pumpkin in the first place. Then I realized that I was being silly. I mean, the pumpkin should rot off of my head in a month or two. Right?
fun drinking game for the kids: listen to fall out boy. every time patrick sings ‘ohhhhh’ or ‘woah’ take a shot
you will die
believers never die
i have made a terrible mistake
I just woke up from a dream with tears in my eyes because it was so real. But it was also so perfect. I hate that the only time I can see you is in my dreams.