May 2012
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18 New Commandments for Designers
dhri:
March 2012
110 posts
yo
A. Available: sorta
B. Birthday: july 18th
C. Crushing on: meh no comment
D. Drink you last had: water - lame
E. Easiest person to talk to: dew
F. Favorite song: hello i'm in delaware city and colour
G. Grossest memory: your mom
H. Hometown: saginaw
I. In love with: dumb butt
J. Jealous of: pie, its hot and well loved
K. Killed someone: like I would tell you
L. Longest friendship: years and years
M. Milkshake flavour: banana pudding - it is a shake fools
N. Number of siblings: 4
O. One wish: happy
P. Person who you last called: uncle kev
Q. Question your asked the most: how old are you
R. Reason to smile: i generally smile all time
S. Song you last sang: why i love you so
T. Time you wake up: 420 am- work
U. Underwear color: lime green lacey c;
V. Violent moment: thoughts
W. Worst habit: indecisive
X. X-ray you had: gallbladder removal
Y. Your last time you cried: 3am
Z. Zodiac sign: cancer
On the corner of Willis and Woodward, I found myself standing there, with all my things, no coat, wondering what the fuck I did for everything to fall apart like this.
I haven’t slept. I’ve just been up all night, at the kindness of a gentlemen letting me basically loiter in his establishment.
fuck
It’s 3:32 AM.
It’s a rainy Tuesday morning and my head is pounding and I’m an emotional mess.
While everyone slumbers in their warm beds, I’m sitting at D1 Coney till I find somewhere else to loiter till my shift at 10 AM.
I remember what it feels like to try and deal with a failed relationship, but when you’re world is left you feeling hopeless, tired, and...
I look at all these stupid tumblr photos and realize how much I’m torn and how much I am tied to your hip as your drag my fucking along. Tons of my friends, are your friends, since you’re happy and I’m miserable, I’m the idiot here. And of course, my lifes fucked up not to be a big baby, but i just got my bed finally. I’ve been sleeping on couches, and...
Basically it’s like we divorced, and you don’t want to share custody of our child, you just went and got a new one. Stop dragging my feelings out. It’s bullshit.
