Meanderings.

Haha. I wish I knew whether or not to ask Chris again out on a date. He’s so confusing and weird and amazing. This album just reminds me of talking to him and getting all stupid and giddy. Laughing my ass off. I get butterflies whenever he texts.

I love when people try to insult me.

Them:

“Hey faggot.”

ME:

Me: Ugh, why isn't my pizza done yet?
Mom: It's been in for three minute. Just wait. 
Me: I DID MY WAITING! 
Mom: Oh, god, not again. 
Me: TWELVE YEARS OF IT! 
Mom: Every time. 
Me: IN AZKABAN!

Just you and me and the goats in the back room,

Learning things they dont teach you in a classroom.