- Carson - 18 - Ann Arbor -
I’m trying to make myself a game plan for this week.
Today or tomorrow, drop off Matt’s thing.
Tomorrow, shopping with mom then online work (spanish and psychology)
Thursday, leave for Kalamazoo. Visit Vic & Tudy, online work
Friday, see new baby, hang around with family, online work
Saturday, Hannah day
Sunday, home & see Matt
I can already feel the anxiety from actually having to do things.
This week will be strenuous to say the least…. But it’s okay because of Saturday though.
I can do this.
I’m at home, high, watching the powerpuff girls.
livin la vida loca
Do you ever take drugs, then forget that you take the drugs, then out of no where, you’re all of a sudden like “why the fuck do I feel so high? Is this normal? Am I going insane?” Then you’re like “Oh yeah, I just took drugs.”
So I got pretty bored… But I’m also pretty high so I want to share a story.
When I was little, I had a lemonade stand at my grandparents house (they live in a little circle, as opposed to a street), and my grandma helped me make it and it was super cute.
My grandparents where having a party that day and just where having a bunch of people over, but didn’t tell me. So I had my little stand all ready in their front yard when all of a sudden, a shit ton of people my family knew started showing up and buying lemonade from me. They went into the back yard and I stayed up there until people stopped showing up. Then I went to the back and started selling refills to people 1/2 price.
At the time, I was super young and naive, so when my grandma told me that everyone came over for my lemonade, I completely believed her and I never questioned it. I mean, why would grandmas lie? I made like $50 from it though. I never thought about it before…. Huh.
My grandma’s awesome.
Do you ever think about how weird it is that people name their kids after anything they want?
Like I know people that have names that have been passed down for generations, or that mean things like “beauty” or “innocence.”
Then you have people like my dad, who named his son after his favorite comic book character. Or my boyfriend, who wants to name his daughter (if he has one), Dani after Dani California by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
That’s just so crazy.
So I’ve come up with the best excuse as to why not to give head if I’m feeling extra tired or something that day (or for anyone who feels pressured into doing it but doesn’t want to and wishes to make a bit of a joke out of it).
Just tell them that you’re vegan.
I made a twitter.
Someone please come follow me
I feel warm and fuzzy and not in fucking pain but I still havve troubles breathing and fuck my clumsiness
I just fuck him myself.
So that’s how I feel about that,
You shit faced motherfuckers.