fuck you
telephasic:
Jobs that require drug tests.
Me smoking marijuana on my free time is not going to be detrimental to your business.
I refuse to work anywhere where they drug test, that is….unless the pay is well worth it bahaha
even then, I’ll attempt to cheat
muahaha
i’m almost positive all of your tumblr posts have had some relation to drugs.
yay for the post high school Sam Castillo! hahahaha miss you bebe<3
i love michael cera and everything, but [besides the awful movie year one] has he EVER played a character who isn’t socially awkward and wears cardigans? or what about zooey deschanel? it seems like she plays the same roles too.
maybe i’m over this “indie” phase where movies like 500 days of summer make it cool to be into underground music and like the geeky boy who wears thick rimmed glasses who, SHOCKER, doesn’t really need them for his eyesight at all.
maybe i’m just a debbie downer haha whoooo knows.
a boy (who is crushing on me) said i look like lady gaga.
seriously? fuck my life.
i love her do not get me wrong, like. i love her to death.
but the only thing that could possibly make me look like her is…ugh…her nose.
thats it, paging dr. 90210 I NEED YOU for a desperate nose job
fuckyeahjohnmayer:
(via uselesstrinkets)
im sorry but did john mayer become italian when i was studying for my finals? IM LOVIN IT
my first out of 2 finals this week is on Monday.
i left studying for tomorrow. why? because i can officially say this class has ruined my love for history, and now i loath it.
however, tomorrow we’re decorating our tree since it rained today and everyone became lazy. and i also have to write a 5 page paper. and study for my test. oh, and work until 1145pm. my class is the next morning at 6:30am.
honestly, how why do i do this to myself?
second semester goal: stop doing this.
ugh, i might kill myself. and i almost just might have my dad write my paper for me. oh did i mention my printer still doesn’t work? yeah. tomorrow is going to suck.
you know the moments where your friend, or anyone for that matter, says something awful, insulting, hurtful, trying-to-be-funny-and-ended-up-in-a-“oh, shit”-kind-of-way, or you got caught doing whatever you shouldnt have been doing, and that person starts talking to you twice as much and twice as caring because they feel bad for what happened.
yeah, i hate that.