My deepest darkest secrets…

Now that I have a tumblr, I feel an exhilaration I haven’t felt in quite some time. I now have a place to go to divulge my deepest darkest secrets… not like fucking facebook where every time you post something, someone has something to say about it…

status update: OMG worst day EVAR burnt my toast then had the shits for and HOUR!!! FML  :( Its so hard to be me some times.

—— from Adam- OMG I’m so sorry :( keep your chin up bestie! Call me :)

Fucking ass.

As of right now my boyfriend has been gone for work for 11 mins and I already miss him like crazy… he will most likely be working for the next 16 hours and every moment will just be full of sad, and this happens every wed, thurs, friday and every other saturday. I can’t help it. I love him… but I can’t say this on facebook or else everyone will post shit like… get a room!! or Eww gross or some annoying thing.

On another note, I hate Miley Cyrus too. I’m watching her stupid movie about how she is a tortured teenager who falls in love with a gorgeous man who is as equally as awful at acting as she is, but the truth is I’m about half way through and would actually be interested in the plot if I wasn’t so distracted by her fucking snaggel tooth or post gastric bypass looking belly button. 

Aaron and I are so lazy we ordered Chinese food right to our door for an outrageous amount of money because we were in our pajamas at 4pm still and have the refrigerator of a crazy cat woman: 1 bunch of grapes, salsa, 3 yogurts, 1 cup of OJ in a gallon jug, a cardboard box filled with tiny takeout boxes and a half full can of wiskas wet cat food……… and I desperately want ice cream, but I would half to settle for a milkshake so I can stay in my jam jams and go through the drive-through. I live so so close to 24/7 fast food epicenter its ridiculous. I regret moving here everyday.