THE BLAIR NECESSITIES
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Everything hurts right now. I have grass burns on my knees, my legs/back/shoulders are sunburnt, my sternum feels like its going to crack in half and then fall into my chest, making breathing and moving ever so difficult, my lips are chapped, I haven’t washed my face and I feel gross…. Also, my computer crashed, so I’m using my dad’s mac.  But, in spite of all this, I’m so happy. Mainly because it’s summer, but also because all these ailments came from awesomeness. I mean, the chest thing is definitely a bummer and I’m sort of in pain all the time…. It’s fine though.  I’m only mad about my computer. Little piece of shit Dell laptop….
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Happy 52nd birthday Pops. You’re a cool dude, even if you make me eat dinner way too late.
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[Flash 10 is required to watch video]
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So many feels in one day…. I maybe like a boy. But chances are I don’t. I might just want attention. I felt accomplished cause I actually started studying for exams. I didn’t wear makeup all day to prove to a friend I wasn’t cute. I didn’t prove them wrong, so that actually made me feel better. I cried cause I’m still lonely as fuck.  And yeah. Now I’m sort of content.
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Finals are in two days. Fuck my life.
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Happy almost summer kids. I had picnic today. GPOYW
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There’s nothing about this picture that I don’t love.
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My giant English/History paper is due tomorrow. I have 30 pages done, which is more than the requirement, but I have so much more to go and I have to wake up at 5:30 tomorrow and fuuuuuuu——
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This bruise has been growing and it’s super swollen and gross and I don’t even know where it came from. I guess this is what I get for being super clumsy.
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I feel purty today. And hair, whatever you’re doing, keep doing that.
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Happy Mother’s Day Mama. I know this past year has been really hard for us, more specifically for you. You were going through a lot, and as much as I tried to be there for you, you still beat me down. That’s why I left. It’s been 11 months since I moved out. In retrospect, it was a good decision. It was stressful switching houses, not having all my stuff in one place, and I really didn’t enjoy changing my life every two weeks. However, the main reason I left was because you didn’t quite understand how I was feeling and never made the effort. Anyway, we made it, sort of. We still don’t get along, but I promise that one day we’ll be close again. I don’t know when. It could be years from now. Today, I’ll make you dinner and I already made you dessert. We’re going to have a nice evening. I love you, despite all the bullshit.