times up

i've been spending a lot of time in birmingham lately because my parents are getting ready to move back to texas (most likely the end of the month). normally i just come and help out with what i can around the house, hang out a little bit and then go back to montevallo. but when i decide to stay the night i can't help but feel weird. i don't feel like this place is home anymore. but why should it. i have no friends here and my family is about to be gone in a month. let's be real, feeling like a city or even a state isn't home anymore can make you antsy about the future. and that is just what it has done to me. it sounds like i'm sad about it, but really i'm not. i'm happy because it will make leaving so much easier. 

and for the next few months i will be very very very busy, so i apologize in advance if it seems like i'm avoiding you. i promise i'm not. i just really have to get some shit together and be responsible. 

ANTSYPANTS

i'm getting so antsy being here. 


DECEMBER please hurry up and get here so i can leave this state. 


& i miss texas a lot. 

baby swimming pools that blow up in your front yeeearrrrd.

i enjoy when the sheets on my bed don't match. 

my roommates have introduced me to the lovely world of sloths, and i just can't get enough. 

i talk about x-men too much, but seriously i'm always thinking about it. 

you can't beat a tomato soup bread bowl and greek salad from panera, you just can't. stop trying. 

 

this is day 3 of quitting smoking. 

its very possible that i was a mermaid in a past life. and by very possible i mean its a fact. 

i can't stop listening to welcome home by radical face.

red stripe with lime is delish.

not having a television in my room is one of the best decisions i've ever made. 

i may be obsessed with the idea of camping. 

i hate you bonnaroo for taking all my friends away this week. 

gas prices can go die. 

I LOVE TOMATOES. I HATE OYSTERS.