Three hours of dance tonight, six hours of work yesterday, time for a nectarine and a sleepy weekend.

I’m seriously considering getting my nipples pierced. Thoughts?

I want to live in a giant city where people park on the street and nobody knows my name. Where I can sit in a cafe and watch the rain pour outside, and people scampering in all directions with their umbrellas or a newspaper above their head. I want to be anywhere but here.

listening to bon iver and writing sad things. 

Just had the worst conversation of my life with my father. 
I’m just mentally exhausted of what everyone puts me through.  

being at my dad’s just makes me wildly unhappy. 
 

just bought con and I’s hunger game tickz for opening night. omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg.
so excited. 

holy fuck i just want my boyfriend. 
my dad’s week seems too damn long.  

So. Many. Thin. Mints.

Mmmm, Connor and I haven’t gotten out of bed yet. So comf.

I miss my long hairz.

Really though, having my mom and my boyfriend work at Olive Garden is genius. They’re bringing me home fooodies.