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awk.

I’ve become accustomed to my route of walking to and from my classes at this point, and today i noticed that on such routes I run into a lot of people that i would prefer not to bump into. 

i think next week’s goal is to actually initiate friendly conversation with these people, in stead of just fixing my eyes to the ground, and walking at an abnormally fast pace while thinking ew, it’s the guy who was a total creeper at that party 2 months ago. ew, ew, ew. 

I think Nice Melanie needs to make a reappearance into everyone’s life.

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i think it is so intriguing when you know of a person only through pictures and text, that when you hear them speak, either in a video or real life, it makes them seem less unattainable.

i'm nervous about a lot of things

mainly, where i’m going to be living, and who i am going to be friends with next year.

oh, ahaha, oh yeah. and about how the auditions turned out.

just got back from day 1 of a movie shoot at robot house.

I’m exhausted, even though i didn’t do anything, really.

this picture is to show how awesome my hair looks. 

I love Anthropologie. I want to have my wedding registry at that store, and also at Crate and Barrel. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE. 

i had no idea that the “it’s a grind” coffee house featured in the opening credits of “weeds” is an actual chain of coffee houses!!!

when i saw this, i was amazed.

tesslynch:

seafolk:

blairports:

ice cream cupcakes from coldstone? check.
also, missrose: this one goes out to you. thanks for my valentine <3

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GIVE IN TO THE CUPCAKES

i miss working at cold stone so much. my friend joe and i actually applied to a cold stone together online last semester. except he would be my only mode of transportation, so we were kind of a package deal.

oh we had some good times. 

man, i love college.

so…..all of the eating establishments are closed on the sacred and holy holiday of st. valentine’s. 

i’ve scrounged up all of the food in my dorm and this is what my dinner is lookin like. raspberry altoids, easy mac, chips, yogurt raisins, and sunflower seeds. 

yum.

today was horrid.

that’s all i have to say. 

i want to get the fuck out of here. 

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your love keeps lifting me higher-jackie wilson

i don’t feel like a good person right now. I’m trying to rise above it, because it’s someone else who’s bringing me down. 

OK, people down the hall.

What the fuck is up with you sick disgusting perverts. 

Every hour, on the hour it seems, i hear loud thumping noises on the ground, and a girl SCREAMING, “STOP! STOP! OW THAT HURTS!!!!" 

At least I am mature enough to retaliate my throwing things at my own wall and screaming back at them. 

when I first heard it, it fucking scared me. now, i’m like, honestly, mystery chick in the room down the hall, you should know better than to keep going back there.

le-corbustier