the weather forecast says it’s supposed to rain today but i’ve decided to wear my rain boots so now it’ll probably be unnaturally sunny because that’s how life works
ESPECIALLY WHEN A TOMATO IS A GODDAMN FRUIT . JESUS CHRIST . if i call my diet coke a whole grain product do i now consume 4x the recommended daily value ? is that how health works ? GUESS SO .
Then again, America is the source of so many of my guilty pleasures. (Taylor Swift, all 100 National Treasure movies, etc.)
So I guess we can forgive ourselves for the whole incorrectly-labeling-pizza-as-a-vegetable thing…
Plus, I had pizza as my religion on Facebook for a while there, so who am I to talk?
i don’t care about them british customs of shit , i care about YOU BEING WHERE I AM . damnit danielle , we fought the british off for a reason AND NOW YOU DECIDE TO LIVE BY THEIR RULES . shit . have some pride in your homecountry .
Difficult to have pride in a country where pepper spray is a food and pizza is a vegetable…
wheeeeeeeeeeee sweet reunion ! and i don’t even know 3: Y DID U NOT COME HOME FOR THANKSGIVING . HOT DAMN .
I didn’t come home for Thanksgiving because I didn’t have time off. Seeing as they don’t celebrate Thanksgiving in England. Because of reasons.
But you knew that.
he put it on the board during the first few weeks of school ahaha . it’s mainly so campus update kids can get ahold of him though . AND DID YOU SEE HOW SLYLY I INSINUATED THAT I WANT TO SEE YOU WHEN YOU COME BACK
YES YOU ARE SLY AS A FOX
you didn’t need to though
because i am going to see you no matter what
also i didn’t see you all summer
what’s up with that?
Dear person I have a crush on,
I can’t actually decide if I have a crush on you.
Due to the fact that you may be an asshole.
PS- It probably doesn’t even matter though because there’s a fairly good chance I’ll never see you again when this semester is over.
The ever talented Kimmy made me a friendship bracelet with the word Kameiby on it before I left. Also she has his phone number for some reason.
Dear ex best friend (who might possibly be reading this, which could be awkward),
There were some really great moments in those seven or so years we spent as best friends.
There were also a lot of really shit ones.
Even so, I wouldn’t trade those years for anything because they forced- and sometimes continue to force- me to grow.
PS- You lost my copy of Paper Towns, didn’t you?
Anyways, I’ve replaced it so now all I want is a burger and onion rings from Steve’s. Deal?
I remember one day when I was 11 all my friends told me you weren’t real so I went home and asked my parents to swear to God that you were because I thought that would be a surefire way to find out the truth. My dad was about to swear to it when my mom stopped him and there you go. Illusion shattered. My dad still writes you letters and leaves you wine and cookies though. Bless him.
- Dear person I hate,
- Dear person I like,
- Dear ex bestfriend,
- Dear bestfriend,
- Dear mom,
- Dear dad,
- Dear Santa,
- Dear future me,
- Dear person I’m jealous of,
- Dear person I have a crush on,
”I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them. ”
We’re undeveloped, we’re ignorant, we’re stupid, but we’re happy.” —Los Campesinos (via ancientlove)
all that being said, i really do love it here in kingston and i can’t fathom being back in huntington beach for five whole weeks this christmas