#toonstarter

[tooties-wishful-thinking-blog]

“I swear ‘Bad Things’ legit makes me want to do bad things to someone...and by someone...I mean Shawn Mendes.”

[tooties-wishful-thinking-blog]

I “recorded” an entire video for my channel without the camera actually recording...and I honestly do not have the motivation to take this whole makeup look off and do it all again on camera. Good thing it was my day-to-day look...because that means I’ll do it again tomorrow, but yeah, I’m really irritated. 

Also, some girl commented “daddy” on my ex’s latest selfie on Instagram. Why is this a thing? I try not to kink shame, I just can’t deal sometimes. My ability to can just went out the window of my dorm room.

[bunnyearslouise-blog]

If the man only wanted us to eat at certain times, why would he make it so easy to break into the dining hall?

[alittlemoremarie-blog]

Someone needs to be having a party like, now. I’m in my dorm dancing to Die Antwoord in my underwear, and if that’s not a sign that I need to be dancing with a drink my hand somewhere, I don’t know what is.

[exmachtina-blog]

{open starter}

Tina let out a sigh as she walked back into her dorm room. Being home for Thanksgiving had been good for her. She’d managed not to run into anyone, a certain boy in particular, and had helped her dad at the restaurant on Black Friday as well as got a little shopping in with her mom. However, being back at school seemed like such a bitter jolt back to reality. The thought of being back in her classes with assignments, projects, tests, and essays as well as thrown back into the general social chaos of high school mentally exhausted her. She rolled her suitcase into the living room area and left it there before grabbing her key off of the top of the case. She walked outside, letting out a sigh. It was much cooler in New Jersey than here, but that wasn’t something she’d complain about. She walked to the pool area, glancing at the few people that were already back in the pool and the hot tub before taking a seat on a lounge chair. She crossed her legs criss-cross-apple sauce and then pulled out her notebook and a pen and began writing a little more onto the story she’d gotten a start on during break, hoping to relieve some of that initial day-back anxiety.

[tootieswishfulthinking-blog]

@2teematts: honestly, you gotta love when your sister can torment you from 150 miles away. :o) is it socially acceptable to block her number?

[noperaven]

You imbeciles are interrupting my meditation.

[noperaven]

These idiots were smart by not giving me a roommate.