Mar 14, 2016
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I love this show so much #thexfiles #mulder 😂👁
Me: I'm going back to Boston early to be productive and get shit done before classes start again!
Me: Misses a bus, two trains, at $36 and ends up in New York City.
Me: what tHe fUCK
Does anyone else appear 3 months pregnant suddenly during their period because this is not okay
We're all mad here
Alice in Wonderland
story time
so fun story I sleep with a weighted blanket which is basically a huge bean bag that weighs sixteen pounds and as much as I love it has one hemartia which is that if just a little big moves in the right way the whole damn thing will fall off me so I didn't want to sit up and fix it so I was wiggling and trying to get it to go back which actually turned out to be a lot more effort than just using my hands (that's what she said) and after I gave up my roommate (as in the girl four feet away from me) is like "were you masturbating."
Happy Rare Disease Day! Please take a minute to read and share my article and understand why everyone should care about rare: http://theodysseyonline.com/simmons/alone-rare-together-able/303898
I hate riding the bus. I don't mind the crush of people, I don't mind sitting next to strangers, because all of those things come right along with riding the T, which I love. It's great people-watching, the rumble of the train is so soothing. No, there's something about riding the bus that is so much more foul than the T. The bus draws all the smokers who spend every penny on cigarettes and can't afford the extra dollar per ride on the T. The stubborn pervasiveness of cigarette smoke never fails to astound me. And somehow, when you put fifty people together, the whole seatbelt thing goes straight out the window. The chances of getting into an accident on the T are so slim compared to those of the bus ride. These are Boston streets and I don't have any faith in my fellow man to drive a car. I don't like putting my life in the hands of a stranger and I don't even get a seatbelt, an airbag, anything to protect me.
I'm using tinder again I hate myself