young&relentless.
you know i have a heavy heart.
December 13, 2009
Things I cannot wait for:

Life is good.

Sunday evening

I have 4 hours to write a two-paragraph essay.
Why am I procrastinating? UGH. I want a break already; the 18th won’t be here fast enough.

I’ll probably Study Hall it tomorrow then. *sigh*

Omg.

Future Stad: I’m gonna borrow your mom for a while.
Victoria: Are you guys taking a trip…or something?
Future Stad: I proposed.
Victoria: … HOLY SHIIIII~

I fail. HAH.

December 12, 2009
Joan Crawford is doubtless the best example of the flapper, the girl you see in smart night clubs, gowned to the apex of sophistication, toying iced glasses with a remote, faintly bitter expression, dancing deliciously, laughing a great deal, with wide, hurt eyes. Young things with a talent for living.
I SWEAR TUMBLR

IF THERE IS A LITTLE RED MEXICAN MAN IN MY DREAMS TONIGHT,

I WILL CUT A BITCH (or something to that extent).

kthx.

fuhhhhhhhhhhh >_< this shit boggles my head. I can’t even log off for an hour…

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MATT IS THAT YOU?
I DON&#8217;T EVEN&#8212;
IS THIS REAL LIFE?

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MATT IS THAT YOU?

I DON’T EVEN—

IS THIS REAL LIFE?

December 11, 2009
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