blog-o-sphere, more like blah-o-sphere

You know, I really do love Texas, but it almost seems like there is a part of people’s brain/being that is missing… I’m not totally sure what it is, but I’ve met so few “cool” people outside of Austin, it really makes me wonder if there is something in the water or something. I just don’t get this people…. they can be pretty nice though, I guess. Their wit isn’t tactful enough though

:-\

I swear one of the worst parts of growing older is the lack of grades and constructive critism.

I kinda hate people right now. Out of all of them, I kinda hate myself for loving Texas so much. What Texas is doing to female health rights is totally fucked. I don’t get the ideal of fucking over women… I’m beginning to think Texas is a state of homophobic homosexuals, looking for a reason to eradicate the women from the chain….

I don’t like it. I don’t like rick Perry. I don’t like what everything is becoming.

I’m not the one to save us. Will someone be?

It seems futile wishing for winter, in the middle of March, in Texas. (Sigh) I miss seasons, and not just varying degrees of heat.

“And when we’re down, upon all fours, we’ll scratch our names, into the floor” -The Evens.

And all I’ll ever need is spinach, a jaunty tune, and an anchor tattoo on my forearm.

I don’t currently have the internet, but I wanna keep up on my tumblr. So now I do shit w/ my phone. Fucking deal with it.