Alyson. Stop brewing potions and talk to me! D:

This has been said to me 3 times in the past hour. By 3 different people.

This isn’t how a normal teenage girl should spend her friday night.

Oh well.


My boyfriend just told me he is bulimic.

I guessed it. I just knew. I recognized my old habits in the things he did. But I don’t know what to think. Or do.


#that awkward moment when your dad gets home early…

And your boyfriend is in your room. I would have gotten away with it too if his shoes weren’t in the living room.


Things I’ve done this week:

-Moved to my father’s house
-started a new school
-Met a guy I hope will be in my life for a very long time.

I don’t believe in love at first sight by any means, but this… This is pretty damn close.

I personally believe it was his purple nail polish that did me in ;) that and the fact that he is bipolar II, just like me

It’s nice to feel happy for a change. Even if it is naive and temporary. I don’t care.


So you only found me because I accidently followed you while stalking your blog?

…welp.

Shit.


Seriously? What the serious fuck.

I liked that no one I actually knew followed me or even knew what my tumblr was.

But noooo, you had to be all cool and find it.

Fuck you. Seriously.

blockblockblockblockblock.


My plans for tonight

Consist of staying up all night doing FLVS and waiting for Pottermore.

As of now, my expectations are high.

So I’m just sitting here like this.

…but then again that might change by about 4am.


Quite frankly,

I don’t want to wake up tomorrow

I never want to wake up again.


So I just that the “love of my life” is allergic to cats.

This totally changes my plan of growing up and having 20 cats.

Damn.

Whatever. My dreams of becoming a cat lady no longer include him.

I shall have an army of felines and they shall do my bidding.

*note: the “love of my life” thing was not serious. only 12 year olds and nicholas sparks say that shit.

**I blame this post on the ca- ca- ca- ca- ca- ca- ca-caffine.


My Dad just made me a “decaf” cappuccino.

Except he accidently forgot the whole “decaf’ part.

And it was a triple shot.

So now I’m just sitting here like this.

Sweet baby Jesus this was a bad day to take adderall.