"Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console."
Dinner was delicious! Homemade spicy ranch wings, spinach and strawberry salad, and waffle fries #nomnation #cooking
For dogs that bite the Japanese have invented Quack — a less threatening looking muzzle.
This literally made me laugh out loud.
I guess it doesn’t hurt that the dogs don’t exactly look like the biting type anyway :3
I can’t sleep.
I’ve tried but I just end up tossing and turning. And then things that I don’t want to think about pop into my head and I end up worrying even though it’s something I can’t really solve right now.
Note to self: Figure out all this financial aid mess later today. And figure out all the summer school paperwork you need to do.
Too annoyed. Just freaking fall for the trap already. You’re really starting to bug the hell out of me. I’m not sure how much more of this I can take. I already contacted the exterminator. Don’t think I won’t act on it for sure.
I’m posting to a freaking mouse. SIGH. Venting outside feelings and focusing them on a mouse is just so so so much easier than actually confronting ish.
Can’t get this out of my head
Afflicted by some serious nostalgia.
Something is seriously wrong with me.
Time to move on and BE HAPPY. The constant need to remind myself of that is ridiculous. Hopefully this nostalgia goes away. I think I just need to go back to Austin and have fun. Or make my own fun here, hopefully :)
This summer will be different without you
I’m going to miss certain things for sure, but I’m trying my best not to dwell on it.
Hopefully this summer is even better than the last and I can find happiness and move forward as I have been doing all semester :)
I’m having a hard time dealing with you, even though you mean the world to me. I’m just trying to help you move forward because I can’t stand to see the way you are now and how your anxiety is destroying you. It’s destroying us. Our relationship. I’m trying to help but you insist that everything is fine the way it is. You insist that no one is getting hurt but you’re wrong about that. The more I indulge your anxieties the more dependent you become on them. And it makes me anxious too. Anxious and stressed and more easily depressed. You go down and you take me down too. You can’t be complacent and you can’t just let it be because it isn’t all about you. It’s not normal. It’s NOT okay. Something has to be done, I’m just not sure what anymore. It’s honestly for your own well-being.
Ups and downs
I’m back to feeling the way I felt last semester.
Crossing into the best sisterhood ever <3
It’s an entirely different feeling than anything I’ve ever known, only accentuated by the fact that there are thirteen beautiful girls, a badass pledge mom, an accepting big sis, and a patient big bro by my side to help me get through to the other side.