Waiting for my mom to wake up before I bother to wash my hair and maybe put on a bra. Early bird filter seemed apt.
"the boys" are visiting today and i know what’s coming. not shaving my legs or pits though all y’all silky smooth floridians can deal.
ps when i make that face i look just like my myspace self at sixteen
"Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry’s and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who tells you differently."
Race matters,” she wrote, to the minority teenager who sees “others tense up as he passes;” to the young person addressed in a foreign language although she grew up in this country; to the young woman who is asked “No, where are you really from?”
"Race matters because of the slights, the snickers, the silent judgments that reinforce that most crippling of thoughts: ‘I do not belong here
some sad family stuff came up while we were sitting around a fire in my sister’s backyard here in florida. now i just feel so lonely. and trapped. i may prefer driving to flying. next time.
stop hurting people b/c you’ve been hurt
doing my damnedest
Cute new bubbler from shakedown for 420. Y’all missed free pizza, beer and rebellious smoking in the shop itself.
in florida with family for the week. wondering if i should ask my sister’s boyfriend to hook me up or suffer through sobriety [exaggeration for alliteration]. one way or the other my tolerance will be lower this time next week and i’m grateful for that bc this habit is getting a lil expensive.
i’m always reluctant to accept that i can fall asleep unstoned though.