I die inside a little every time I think about the fact that I don’t own an exotic shorthair.
Dear Whoever I Marry,
I hope you’re okay with an outdoor wedding.
Sincerely, Me.
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And it will gloriously be spent on Tumblr while watching Friends.
Looked in my wallet tonight and there was no money in there. Someone went into David’s room during the party and took $90 from me. Fucking awesome. I hate people. While I don’t trust them, I assume they are good at heart and wouldn’t do stuff like that because they would hate it if it happened to them, apparently I need to start thinking differently.
Then tonight was a bust. Drove all over town and then out to Kuna Cave for Tanner’s birthday. The kid giving directions had no idea where it was, and everyone was unprepared for the literal hole in the ground that we were approaching.
(Source: kwangiggs, via antibl0gger)
Anonymous asked: You seem catty sometimes. Like you hate a lot of people. Why?
I actually hate very few people. But if I feel like I’ve been wronged, I am very catty and will not interact with said wrongful person in any shape or form.
For instance the post I just made about that other party, I had heard stories about this girl for three years, so I had an idea of how she was. Then the first two times that David hangs out with her is without me and in “party” situations. Not okay because he and I had an agreement of no girls at his house if I wasn’t there and that he wouldn’t drink. Both of those were disregarded. So combined with that and the stories I had heard, I was hating her with all that I had. Then she acts like she has this sense of entitlement to hang out with him whenever she wants and that he HAS go see her or she’ll throw a temper tantrum and that I do not like because she has known him for a VERY short time, only hung out three times, and is no one of importance (i.e. best friend, girlfriend, close friend, etc).
Then last night was our birthday party. She and our friend Zack were supposed to go out because it was also her birthday and she was not invited to our party. Zack decided to just go to our party, and she could not because I didn’t want her there. In retaliation, she threw a birthday party for herself, trying to draw people away from ours and it was a bust, apparently.
But yes, there’s my reasoning for her.
And the short version was the very first paragraph of this post.
Edit:
She just acts like an annoying bitch, for lack of a better term. David said I was being “really judgemental” because I had only met her once but I think he finally understands. One night, his roommate had a girl over to smoke hookah, and yes, she was a little loud, but he deemed her as an annoying bitch after meeting her once.
I then told him that what Cody’s friend was to him is what this girl is to me.
Most of the people that said they would come to our birthday party, didn’t. There were 25+ people there at one point who we didn’t know and therefore did not invite.
Flaky friends are flaky.
Apparently I was pretty friendly and outgoing though, even around a huge group of strangers. So that was good.
And David YOLO’d way too hard last night.
Baby Pudge
The one and only picture from our birthday party last night. Before the storm.
2 weeks before and up to the party: “Can we take lots of pictures together at our party?”
At the party: Nowhere near me most of the night.
IT’S A MAX AND JAKE DOG. :)
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IT’S MY BIRTHDAY AND I WANT TO WEAR A CROP TOP AND SHORTS TOMORROW. STOP THUNDERING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW.
IT’S MY BIRTHDAY.
SPIRAL MAC & CHEESE IS NOT THE SAME AS ORIGINAL.
Mountaintop wedding. I could die.