The Wonder

i better never meet another “simone” or “monie” or “mo’ money” worth saving in my contacts because the confusion would be terrible for that person. 

-hey i can eat ice cream in this bed and its fun because it’s delicious so yeah i’ll run for it even though there’s no reason to run in the kitchen when it’s dark and all you can hear is ethiopian jamz

-my new room is a dark pit and this room in the hairy house is a light airy box. i do enjoy white walls. i think i’ll miss it more than i should. vacuuming did wonders.

-i’m selfish and i know that and i try not to be all the time but when you’re trying not to be something all the time you’re not being yourself so is selfish really myself?

-fricken hannah on girls from hbo has a lot of similarities and adam keeps getting better and better, but tv shows are meant for you to relate so its not like we’re lyke totally da sayme—cuz we aint. who am i kiddin

-its 1:20 and finishing this series will break my heart until the next episode of dance moms comes out

-what am i gonna cook for dinner tomorrow

-im gonna ride a bus and get lost in fremont or ballard soon

-i have a bad history at finishing birthday presents and sewing projects, maybe i’m not good at anything. or maybe im good but lazy and not that great at it and should find a new hobby to be not good at finishing

i just checked my email for work and my boss said no one else could ask for the 17-19th of august off because half the staff already requested it. then i looked up the dates and it’s hempfest. i knew i worked with all stoners. the best part: we were all drug tested. love it.

1. i just wrote a stupid thing all about wah wah wah and this and that and fuck it. i’m just angry. i’ve been angry. i’m still angry. 
2. i thought this would be the last night of me living here alone. i’ve come to the conclusion i no longer want to live on 12th to save money. i don’t feel comfortable here at all (besides my bed. i love this room).
3. momiji is always good.

and there it is. it’s finally really really over and there are no more confused conversations, feelings, or texts. we’ve explored what needed closure and i couldn’t be happier for a final ending. i’m happy you’re happy, so lets move on and find the ones that are right for us. now hook a lady up with a somewhat athletic, intelligent, tan skinned, food loving man who is proud of his guilty pleasures and has an affinity for 90s pop culture. i’m not asking much…