-Where I find comfort-
ask me on the dance floor why I don’t have a boyfriend. They she grabbed me and shook me, saying I’m too damn pretty not to have one. I wish some men thought this though…
She made my night :)
I’m not ready to give up the friends i have.
That’s why I can’t be in a relationship.
I served him a breadstick.
He said he already ate.
He said he made it as an excuse to talk to me.
Hi, you’re cute.
Are you just being nice?
I don’t like how he thinks I still have a thing going on with a boy back home. I put those things behind me, he will eternally be my best friend, but the romantic aspect has been gone for over a year. Now that I know your girl back home ended the romance with you… I am thinking that you leaning on my last night can officially be affection? Oh wait. You’re just a nice, friendly person.
I like you though.
i genuinely think that for the rest of my life i am going to be single
It’s an awful feeling. No one is ever as concerned about relationships as I am. I’m a clinger. Once I get to know someone, it’s like i turn into a psycho zombie that is crushed with any sign of detachment. I wanna find out how to stop. I want to stop caring about the people who have passed through my life, so much. All it does is hurt me. Why? Because I am forgettable. That means I am easy to push aside, easy to over-look, easy to stumble away from, and it’s the most horrible fact about my life. Once someone else has forgotten me, I am left pining for their attention, or to at least convince them that I am doing fine without them and i forgot them too. Which ever feels right at the moment. I flip-flop back and forth. I wanna learn how to detach. So I can move on, and forget them faster than they can forget me. But most of all, i just want to be unforgettable.
This sums up my night.
Fucking asshole.
Motherfucker.
#HYPERVENTILATING
also I COULD friend Carter, but I can’t find him on Facebook because there are about twelve million Scott Carters in the world.
HAHAHHA. Fitz scares me..
This is how I feel about prom night.
minneNAPolis Graffitti In A Back Hallway At Mall Of America
First week completed at MOA and here are the highlights…
Things that were said to me…
Twins Suck, Go Brewers!
Does the train here go to Duluth?
The f*ck you lookin at?Things I saw…
The young couple who work at the tea place like to make out on their break at the railing by the food court.
A thug hawk a loogie off the third floor walkway onto the first floor.
An African American woman muttering over and over “The black race is the worst race there is”.Things I ate…
Villa Pizza is way overpriced and not very good.
The Dairy Queen makes a solid Butterfinger Blizzard.
The waffle fries at Chick Wich are the bomb, but the chicken sandwich I wouldn’t give to a pack of feral cats if I was trying to gain their trust.And I did find out I am not alone at The Mall! My new partner in crime is Eric, who is awesome and works two floors below me. I also found out Conner works across the street from the mall. The Mall is a big place, so the question is who else works at or near MOA? This census count is important, because it could lead to a meetup somewhere down the line.
If you don’t want to broadcast it on Tumblr, you can get at me on Twitter. http://twitter.com/handsomecat
I am Patrick Star :) in Nick U
Sunglasses..?
Prom hair?
My friend Jenna is taking me to her prom, since no one asked me to mine… :/ Salty. Bitter. W/E.
HAIL from my backyardddd :O
