"I'm universally recognized as a mature and responsible adult!! ..... Huh, finally a lie too big ....."
I'm 22. Nursing Alumni, RN. Huge geek. Pretty Strange.
My blog consists of reblogs pertaining but not limited to fandom things, cool things, things that make me laugh/smile/happy. I occasionally have an original thought, but more often than not it's me just rambling on about my life and baby animals and hot men so, haha.
I'm always up for a good conversation or to help, so don't be scared to talk to me, I don't bite .... unless you're into that.
every 1st september we joke about getting ready for hogwarts to cover up the very real and very very deep scars of never getting our letters
can we please destroy this idea that a person has to talk to you every minute of every day to like you
texting all day is not natural
force communication all hours of the day is not natural
I just realized it’s almost fall.
And I’m going to miss all of my summery dresses quite a bit.
Flannel! Sweaters and hoodies! RIDING BOOTS.
Omg he’s so precious <3 I like him already!
What’s a nice way of telling someone you love that they are acting like an infant?
Like, is there a polite and constructive way to tell someone that they’re being a bitch?
Because I am completely at a loss.
I FORGOT I ALSO HAVE BOOK 5 OF THE IRON DRUID CHRONICLES TO START ON.
What an excellent chill day.
And later, Imma make alfredo pepperoni flat bread pizza and this is gonna be awesome possum.
(Sorry kids, expect a million silly shitty texts posts over the next few days haha)
So my parents on on the other side of country for a wedding and won’t be home til Wednesday.
So to kick off this time alone, I went out and dropped $100 on food and new scrubs, and I am now watching the Lord of the Rings marathon in said new scrubs eating said food and being a huge bum.
And I’m not even a little bit sorry.
Some kid in a football jersey from my old high school is making rounds in the neighborhood selling something or other.
Good thing I didn’t answer the door because I’m literally home alone in men’s boxers and a bright orange bra under a cat hoodie I didn’t zip up all the way.
I’m so out of fucks to give.
ATELECTASIS. IT IS PRONOUNCE “AT-AH-LECK-TA-SIS” NOT “ATA-LECK-TAY-SIS”
Dear Coroner on Law & Order:
You’re wrong and I hate you.