Look at this dude’s hot ass legs
without Lizzie saying “yeah I dunno what to tell you, it’s gonna suck.”
that I’ll be living at home for a month, aaaand fuck you guys, I am very sad/anxious. Not only do I have to deal with getting from Kenilworth to all over Chicago for my job/internship/volunteering, but also, like, the last two times I have even visited my house, my dad ended up kicking me out in a booze-fueled rage. UGHHH and I need to find a new job, and save, and all I really wanna do is enjoy June and the holigay season and make out with hotties in Logan Square, and this is just a serious roadblock to everything—especially my mental/emotional health. But it’s also something I just have to do and put up with for a month. Goddammit.
but Jesus Christ in heaven I am so tired. So so fuckin tired. How did I use to pull multiple all nighters? Why did I stay out till 4am, when I had work the next day? MYSTERIES OF LIFE
all the double takes and stares on the cta are totally worth it when a hot girl with a glitter mustache comes up and says she likes your mustache too.
|—||Things I wish I hadn’t told everyone last night @Chances|