i’m making a reclist and the amount of J2 fic i’ve read but haven’t bookmarked pretty much makes me cry

also according to my mother i’m going to be sick by 20 because of how i eat :)))))))))

i know i come back to this at least once a month but
remember when i wrote a glee story with jared as a sassy jinn with a pink notebook and a fluffy pen

also i need to remeber that sleeping in two hours is not a good idea because the train at 8:55 is literally full of drunk sweaty people that invade your personal space and old ladies who put their shopping bags literally into your lap

there’s a history test tomorrow and our teacher had us highlight very specific things we’re supposed to know
and obviously i’m lazy so i’m not going to study anything else but i’m forever paranoid that she’s going to put things i haven’t studied in it
like it’s almost the end of the year i kinda don’t want to get a bad grade right now u feel me

we had english with the british lector today and i can’t deal with how much i love her like seriously she’s such a wonderful teacher omg

lol i fucking hate wednesdays

wellll i haven’t done a single productive thing today
except make a cheat sheet for math okay i did that i feel accomplished

you know
i really should not be as excited as i am about tokio hotel coming back

why did i think checking out nohomophobes.com was a good idea again
i don’t know if i want to puke or cry or rage?

i somehow ended up looking at universities all over the world and i just
the one thing that i would absolutely love to study would be gender and sexuality studies, maybe combined with psychology or education
but obviously it costs money everywhere i would actually understand what i’m studying
also they want high school exams
why do i even bother with life someone show me how to own a business and i’m gonna open a bakery 

hah it’s my bff’s birthday and facebook reminded me first thing in the morning so i welcomed him to the world of legal alcohol and cigarettes
he wrote back “thanks for remembering :)”
with that smiley
he’s the weirdest person ever i swear

so i made myself a shortstack with ice cream and strawberries and now i can’t move
sundays

oh man i wish i actually liked the book i’d buy this in a hearbeat

sometimes i feel like maybe after a day of sitting on the couch is shouldn’t be able to reach into the space between the frame and the cushion and pull out ten tissues, half a biscuit, five cents and my phone
but it still happens
shrug