yes, i kiss people in parking lots
yes, i make pigs in blankets.
yes, i laugh really hard over old GIJOE videos
yes, i let the kids cheat in ed intern cuz i know seventh grade was LAMELAMELAME
yes, i can’t get over him (shut up)
yes, i’m immature and never want to work
yes, i haven’t done a load of my laundry in a REAL LONG TIME
yes, i spend too much money and don’t make enough
yes, i aspire to be like jazzy girl when i grow up (OREO)
yes, i go to parties and make castles out of cups (aka where me and adam brody will live)
yes, i love to go in big lots and put the big huge bras on my head
yes, i take off my pants when/where i want to
yes, i yell at my bosses at work bc i am stupid/perfect
yes, i photoshop pictures of troy druckenmiller (linkin park is my favorite band)
yes, i laugh too hard, sleep too little, do close to no homework, cry over the same boy over and over and then forget all about it a second later, spend 20 bucks a week on moolattes, eat too much, dance too crazy, and talk mad crap on people sometimes

“what that you say? you’re a fan of archeology?”

SR YR = THE SHIT

ps. i’m seeing death cab for cutie.
i am one happy little baby. :0)