i have nothing terribly important to say. i try to go on adventures. i complain more than necessary. alcohol and coffee are important to me. i talk shit about people who are bothering me and appreciate internet humor a great deal. i dig art, nature, badass women, and fried food.
I’m past the barfing four times at work stage of my hangover and moving into the part where I just want some fast food but my town has an anti-franchise law so I’d have to drive 45 mins.
And I’m definitely not doing that.
Jesus I haven’t been this hungover since 2011
at what age are you supposed to delete your blog
I wanna be an actor but I am literally doing NOTHING about it so I feel like I’m losing my right to want that. And say out loud that I want it.
Except when I read plays but that’s not even often enough to count.
The best part of being a server in a Colorado tourist town is giving 75-year-olds directions to the weed store.
Just got a snapchat from my aunt
"I really should get mom of the year award because I’m going to visit [your cousins] at school and I’m bringing them both a 30-rack and a box of condoms"
I. Am. Howling.
you can refill travel size toothpastes by putting it end to end with a bigger one. what a world we live in.
I dropped my inhaler in the toilet