So today my parents finally understood the concept of college GPA and how they work.
Well fuck me.
I feel generous today, so here’s a little more mind dump for you.
I like to dream
I dream about what I want to eat for breakfast. I dream about where to go when I make it big. I dream about the person who I want to spend the rest of my life with.
But honesty, one can only dream for so long.
I apologize for the imagery, but my ass has been collecting cobwebs for sitting around so complacent and not stepping forward and going for my dreams.
Note that I wrote “going for” and not “going after” as I have no interest in chasing after my dreams, it’s merely child’s play. I want my dreams to guide me and let me experience the ambiguity of my decisions and let it mold my dreams into greater and better things.
a think a little bit of my soul died along with my phone when it refused to turn on today.
on the bright side, i can actually walk normally and not have my head constantly looking down now.
i just wish i wasn’t consumed by negativity and placing myself into isolation.
i just want chicken wings.
holy shit i log on tumblr every couple weeks, i only wanted to share my cravings.
i think i need to do some soul-searching.
Please throw yourself under a bus if you think I’m no ray of sunshine. I’m not here to sugarcoat your shit.
I’m a fucking realist.
I’m such a wimp.