Northwestern and Loyola and OSU and UC and Oberlin and Indiana and Columbia and Brown and Yale and NYU and Virginia and Berkeley and Southern California.

Then I’ll take the ACT tomorrow and then it’ll just be Cincinnati State.

Put it this way,

if strep throat took the form of a person, and he was a perfectly nice guy — charitable, paid his taxes on time, environmentally conscious — I would still Indian burn the hell out of his genitals without hesitation.

Jimmy, you can’t say stuff like that.

Fuck you. YOU TRY EATING A PLATE OF SPAGHETTI WHEN YOU HAVE STREP.

That awkward moment when your girlfriend posts pictures of guys that are way hotter than you’ll ever be.

I don’t always run up the stairs, but when I do, I run as fast as I fucking can.

Sometimes I just want to yell at the top of my lungs. I’m sure it wouldn’t help at all, but I’ve seen enough movies/tv shows and heard enough stories to believe otherwise.
I want to let loose and release all this - actually I don’t even know what to call it. I just know that I have a lot built up inside of me and nowhere to let it out.
I wish I were more impulsive. Maybe then I could just say everything I want to say without over thinking it and save myself from all this pent-up whatever this is. But I know that won’t happen. Guess I should just yell into a pillow or something.

I was about to post something interesting on someone’s wall on Facebook, but then I remembered I hate everyone.

I would be such a good girl

I have no gag reflex.

when u go 2 school

tlyudacris:

sailorswayze:

you wake up and ur all:

then u go 2 ur 1st class and your all:

u talk 2 ur friends like:

u see ur crush and your like:

then it’s FINALY lunch and you’re like:

THEN U FINALY GO HOME AND GET ON TUMBLR!!:

gpoy

I have no idea what I’m going to wear to prom(s) :[

Lose.

I hate it when my crotch itches and I’m wearing jeans