Just watched ryan gosling being sexy and imagined myself as Emma stone through all of crazy stupid love and now i am eating mint chocolate chip ice cream and updating my Xbox so I can play MW3. What an exquisite evening.
My OCD is so bad today. I literally just spent a half hour measuring the stripes on a towel to make sure that they were even and now I have to clean the floor with windex or I’m going to have a fucking panic attack. And if I don’t reorganize my desk and vacuum im going to freak out. Fuck this shit.
It’s making me feel sick.
I hate moving places because of all the random ass people that i only saw once somehow think we were soul mates and try to make me come back but then when I finally do come back, they never talk to me. How about fuck off everyone.
Me an my dad are writing a letter to my fucked up “family” in Utah on a card that says “go fuck yourself”, which is a nice hint to what the rest of it is about. We literally have people asking if they can add things to it and sign it.
First thing my dad did was draw an upside down cross on the top.