Penny baggage

Hi, my name is Cathy.
I often lose my keys and never know when to shut up.

I am so sick of making mistakes, major ones. Screwing up.
When can I finally do things right?

— 1 week ago

Dear 1997 Honda Accord,
I have to admit, when I first got you I didn’t want to take responsibility so whenever problems arise, I would call my dad. Now, you are legally mine and have over 220,000 miles on you. Good job.
Thank you for holding on so long, and I want to ask you to do so for another 2 months so I can have enough money to fix you up, get a new transmission.

Dear self,
SHUT THE FUCK UP. SHUT THE FUCK UP. STOP MISPLACING YOUR KEYS.

— 1 week ago

Okay, well, I did something that will either make me look like a lovable goof or a horrible monster damned to spend eternity in hell.

(Source: sheldony)

— 2 weeks ago with 366 notes
WHY THE FUCK DID I WASTE MY TIME.

WHEN I COULD HAVE BEEN STUDYING FOR MY MIDTERM, TAKING AN ONLINE MIDTERM, OR WRITING A 3-PAGE ESSAY.

THIS IS A JOKE. FUCK YOU, CARTER AND CRAIG.

— 2 weeks ago

yes-i-am-superlocked:

nicolrene:

ghdos:

The two smartest men on the planet.

Just one of those posts you can’t not reblog.

This is unreal

(Source: suribot, via findbeautyinyourbones)

— 3 weeks ago with 1035413 notes
I’m staring at my favorite cup, filled with room temperature green tea, brewed by the mister

I remember meeting him at the ABC Supermarket parking lot 457 days ago, and even though I had really missed him, I got out of the bus and as we were walking up to each other, I just smiled and said “Hi.” He did the same thing, and helped me with my luggage.

Good & bad times, through all my daily self-depreciation, he still tells me I’m beautiful. I really appreciate him. And love, still in love with him. Because he still makes me laugh hysterically in any parking lot and, just because he’s Andy. 

— 3 weeks ago