okay so i’ve been out of high school for over three years now, and lemme tell you it’s fucking wild trying to think back to those times. i spent four fuckin years in that place and had a few friends that i was close to and yet??? it feels so distant like it was another life time. i wonder what the people i hung out with in high school are up to now. i kinda hope they don’t wonder what i’m up to because boy howdy i am still a hot mess express, just this time i can adult in short, sporadic bursts.

I’ve turned into a pizza goblin.

So my textbook is trying to make neuroscience sexy and honestly I am here for it.

I just wrote an article full of farming innuendos and needless to say it’s my magnum opus.

I’m throwing myself a slumber party and I’m invited.

big mood is such a funny concept because moods are an intangible noun so they have no concept of size or shape and yet we call it a big mood as if that means something but it’s the same as me saying big thought or big judgement or something

I don’t have the receipt but is it too late to get a refund for my body?

It’s weird how different types of marijuana get you different types of highs. Like sometimes I get high and melt into the couch and stare at a wall for hours while my body is one with the cosmos and sometimes I get high and I’m sitting naked in a darkened room browsing tumblr.

Wow hi there I’m alive. :0

College mood is spending more on textbooks than I will on food for the next month and a half.

okay so my mom just came into my room and said “don’t let anyone ever hypnotize you” and closed the door and walked away