i fucking love being called baby
This is the first time I actually remember my dream in a long time,

so, naturally, I don’t remember how it started.. But the first thing I remember is that I found this ‘dead’ bird in the middle of the street. It was huge. It was like a gigantic baby bird. I don’t know what kind of bird it was, but it was just sitting there not moving, so I thought it was dead. It was reaaaally fucking adorable, so I went over with Layla and Arikka to see if it was actually dead and it’s beak started to move. So, I picked it up and we took it back to my house and it started to transform. And I don’t remember what happened immediately after that, so the next part I remember is I have a small white fluffy dog who I apparently named Sugar. And Sugar is very obedient, she comes whenever I call for her. Where ever we are, she pops up if I call her. 

Then my dream poofed and Arikka and Layla and I were standing with Sugar somewhere in front of a huge building next to a gigantic city that looked like New York. All of a sudden these two airplanes and a helicopter fly right over our heads and we’re all screaming because we know that if they don’t get higher, they’ll crash into all the buildings. They don’t get any higher and they crash into the buildings and the helicopter ‘s propeller thing (that’s what they’re called right?) flies over our heads and crashes into the building we’re standing in front of and I’m calling for Arikka and Layla to follow me because if we don’t move, the debris will kill us but Layla doesn’t listen and a giant piece of propeller falls on her and cuts her in half.. Arikka and I run away and at this point I’ve lost Sugar.

Then my dream poofed again and Arikka and I are in a forest and it’s dark. I don’t know how we ended up there or what happened but we were all beaten up and very tired and I still can’t find Sugar. So we sort of just lay there pathetically hating life and I’m positive that my dog is dead now, so just to make sure, I call for her and she pops up out from behind a tree and just sits by my side. She’s all beat up and matted too.

Then my dream poofed once again and I’m with this girl named Melanie, Leah, and a guy named Paul. We’re at some party. I don’t know who’s party it was but we’re all just having fun. And at this point Sugar’s apparently been renamed as Humpy. Anywho, I don’t remember the party itself, but I remember at the end of the party when everyone was leaving, I ran around the tables eating all the food I could find and I was really pissed because I couldn’t find any chocolate cake. 

Then my dream poofed once again and I’m walking with Leah and Paul and I’m carrying Humpy in my arms. We’re in this weird sand cave by the ocean and we’re just walking around talking then we decide to stand by the ocean and for some reason I felt the need to confess my feelings to Paul and I choked up and ended up not doing it, and Humpy starts to hump his leg. Then these weird things come out of no where and we end up fighting them off and Humpy turns into this giant white tiger, and I hop on her back and we run away leaving Leah and Paul to die. I don’t know why we ran away, Humpy could’ve kicked some ass as a giant white tiger.. 

My dream poofed again and we’re sitting in the same forest as earlier except this time it’s just Humpy and I and I’m bawling my eyes out because I’ve just lost the love of my life so Humpy starts to lick my arm. (She’s still a huge ass white tiger, mind you.) So I hop on her back and tell her we’re going home then she just takes me home.

The end. 

seriously..
Okay..

I’m getting shit because I wanted to spend the last two days with one of my closest friends that was leaving and it’s two days before my fucking birthday. Are you fucking kidding me? Just because I didn’t babysit for two days? Seriously? On top of that I’ve constantly been telling my whole family that my friend was gonna leave for like a month.. Now I’m getting attitude problems from this entire house. Fuck it. I’ll be moved out soon anyway, I just wish I didn’t have to constantly put up with this bullshit when all I do is help. 

Whoaaa, this. So hard.

You can’t even fucking look me in the eye anymore. You’re pathetic, and I regret this. The only thing I feel for you is vengeance. 

The next time I see you with a gun in my hand, you better fucking hope I lose my sense of aim. I am and always will be your favourite fucking game.

always.
-boo:

:(


lol seriously
Like this post
fucking always.
i mean i usually am.
but still.
yes
or the fact that i get to kiss you right on the mouth in 2 days