My old friend’s house burnt down a few months ago and the only book that wasn’t destroyed is one I gave to my friend’s mom. I felt really nice.
I really want to burst out and sing every song from Rocky Horror right now but unfortunately I can’t fucking sing.
Don’t fucking talk down to me because of my leg hair.
Because I will. WILL. Get all “western media is brainwashing” on you.
I’m not sure how many of you follow my tumblr for things concerning myself, but here is an update if you’re interested.
I’ll be going on a road trip with my mom and siblings, starting tomorrow. We’ll hit Pennsylvania to visit some friends from Guam, then to our New Hampshire property/campsite while mom does some legal stuff. Lastly we will visit my great grandmother, whose house we were living in a few months ago.
Be prepared for a slur of irregular personal posts, as I may have a hard time keeping my temper at certain points on this trip.
Enjoy the queue, I should be back within 10 days loves <3
I’m a quarter of the way through a confusing U.S Constitution lesson when I realiz I’m TAKING NOTES IN MY PHYSICS BOOK.
I love this song about the colors of the wind.
“But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger, you’ll learn things you never knew you never knew.”