Everyday Me

Nothing I do is ever right.

I go out twice a month or less with friends. Bad.
I’m reading a book. Bad.
I’m on my phone reading. Bad.
I’m taking a nap during the day. Bad.
I work forty five hours a week. Bad.
I drink soda during the day. Bad.
I crave green tea in the morning. Bad.
I chill out in the living room. Bad.
I want to walk at the mall. Bad.
I like taking pictures. Bad.
I laugh too much. Bad.
I put music on my phone. Bad.
I’m on Tumblr liking stuff. Bad.
I decide to redo my room and it’s a mess. Bad.
I want to take classes irrelevant to my degree. Bad.
I want to stay living home. Bad.
I want to stay living in an apartment here the remainder of my summer before moving away. Bad.
Take a spontaneous trip to a city of my choice. Bad.

bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad

Everything I do is bad or want to do is bad. If it’s not bad it’s crazy, stupid, dumb, worthless, or all of the above. Seriously? It makes no sense.

I just finished reading a love story connected with time traveling back into the Elizabethan time era and a knight in shining armor only to read the authors end notes confessing it’s a story about alcoholism!! That is mind blowing but I would rather not think of it that way: the novel is much to perfect as I see it now with a knight and a damsel in distress :)

Going out with friends and having them buy me drinks when we go downtown…great except driving after isn’t the greatest idea.
Especially since my parents don’t know I drink when I go out.
I’d they’re reading this, then I’m screwed

I know I’m single and lonely when I begin to look at relationship stories, read love quotes, like love quotes on tumblr, and envy those who are in a relationship with someone that they truly care about.

For once I wish I had the real thing and at 21 it seems that it’ll never happen to me.

anaa-rodrigueez:

rockwithyous:

clarrissamorgenstern:

Good lord, all of us on tumblr should just date eachother

11 million

12 million…

13 fucking million, i swear if none of you at least asks me for my number im out of here

there should be a fucking tumblr dating site. like they evaluate what you post on your blog and then they would find another blog that posts pretty much the same thing  as you then they would alert you both like

*ding ding fucker we might have found someone perfect for you*

14.6 million single people on Tumblr…yet I continue to be single. What a shame

Until I leave home and if I want to randomly go visit a city in the eat cost no one can tell me otherwise. No one to say save that for your surgery to shrink yourself which is what you need…I can’t wait

I am addicted to eBay…I did not know how to use it and now anything I want I search it there and place a bid. I am going to be broke by the end of this week at this rate.