I'm not a blogger. I'm a booger.

Exactly that. I don't blog, but maybe I will now. I probably won't have much of any importance to say, so don't worry about following this page. I just wanted to keep up with my friend Nick on his new "BLa-ahG", which will probably be much more entertaining than me just wastin' space on the interweb!

Make me a blogger. not a booger.

Jun 11

It’s June/something.

Well, I think I have a job and in two weeks I might have three. Or, like, two and a half.  AND I have a car. Hopefully, I’ll be picking it up today. I am really excited to be driving again. 

FREEDOM! 

All of my days have been running into one long day.  It might be because I don’t sleep much, or I sleep too much, or I’ve been doing essentially the same things most days.  I’m not sure, but I can’t keep track of the day or the date anymore.  

I really need a good book. I’m running low. 

I still really miss the city.  

I can’t wait to start saving money.  And spending a little. On gas and cigarettes. And slushies. And coffee.  The essentials?

I need to come up with a game plan on how I’m paying for college next year.  I know I’m going back, I just have to figure out how I’m going to pull it off.

I don’t have any cigarettes.  This is a  much bigger deal than I wish I could say it is. 

I really want to make something.


Jun 1

Weird

New Jersey. I live in Weird Town USA. I need a one way. To normalcy.

I’m so lame. I need a fucking hobby. 


May 30

reconnnnect asked: I love yew, and I miss you so much. and the city. and I'm so bored. booo for being car-less and surprisingly not careless :/

my family is driving me insane at the moment. I need a car. I need a job. I am not a fan of being home for the summer. I think it might actually drive me insane. I’m almost twenty and my mom and I still can’t get along because she’s completely maniacal. I just want to go out. I still have to ask if I can go out for the night. I think that’s weird? Granted tonight she’ll say I can’t just so I can sit at home on my ass all night doing nothing instead. Brain. Soup. In. My skull.


May 28

Jam. Cigarettes. Love. Laxatives.

I am going to start by saying absolutely everyone should listen to the song “Islands” by the xx.  It’s fucking incredible. 

I need to get a better vocabulary, especially with adjectives.  I use “excellent”, “lovely”, “awesome”, etc. all the time and I feel like it must annoy people. 

Jam is my dog.

It’s totally imperative at this point that I buy a new car. I can’t manage to stay at home and bum rides anymore or else I might explode.  It also makes job hunting a lot harder than it has to be. 

I really miss the city today. And I feel funny and uncomfortable. 

Praaaaaise Allahhhhhhhhh, this song is perfect.

Cigarettes. Cigarettes. Cigarettes. When will our love affair end? Because eventually it needs to.

Right? That’ll be a messy break-up.

I wish I hadn’t spent all my money on dispensable items like alcohol, drugs, cigarettes and candy. I could really use some new clothes. And some more cigarettes…

I really want my own apartment. I’d rather be job hunting in the city. I COMPLAIN SO MUCH, WTF. 

Maybe it’s just because it’s rainy and cold and grey. 

People can really be miserable tools. I can be a miserable tool. Just…some people can more often than others. 

What a tool.


“I can’t feel my lungs anymore. I can’t feel my legs anymore, but I’m still walking.” phantogram

May 27

Like any other day.

Hair cut: Good! My faith is restored in hair dressers. 

Lesson learned: I have trust issues?

Today is very hot, but I want to take my dog on a long walk. I don’t want to sweat. 

That factor is actually making me reconsider walking my poor little dog. How Lame am I!?

My body is all sorts of messed up. I neeeeeed to be fixed! It’s forcing me to let all the fun pass bye. 

Today actually feels like summer for the first time. It’s nice.

I still need to find a job, but I’ve at least started the search.  

I’m so goddamn boring.

Self-deprecation: annoying, funny or…TREEEENNDDDDY? 

wat.

C’mon. 

shit.


May 26

I impress myself everyday.

Apparently all the women and children (and I use “all” like “A LOT” or enough to be mentioned at all…) ask my Mom if I am a “goth emo kid”. Am I in eighth grade again? I forgot those words existed. None the less…I’m so amused. I couldn’t be farther from. You would think I lived in a square state.

Here: try to get YOUR neighbors to think you’re a myspace circa 2002 term or cliche!

but do it by accident. okay?

Then laugh because people are super silly. Am I right or am I left?


moodycigarettes asked: uhhh hi!!!!! it's me BEN!!! didn't know you had a tumblr! I've been on this site for awhile and gained quite a reputation hehe miss you loveeee

ahh! I’m glad I’m not alone now! haha oooooof. this is weird, I need to learn how to use this. I feel like a grandma. why is this confusing me, wtf? anyway. I LOVE YOU SLUTSO.


May 25

boltlikeahorse-deactivated20111 asked: michaaaaaela! misssss you

Kristenkristen!!! how are you? how’s everything? I miss you too! 


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