wheredmyroofgo

There's an Amy Winehouse song that goes: "I should just be my own best friend and not fuck myself in the head with stupid men" I should take a lesson from her But I probably won't Because I'm a fucking idiot and base my self worth off of the opinions of men men who don't even give a damn about me stupid stupid devin

I seem to have become some sort of mother figure with my friends. I don't quite know why or how or if this is some sign of the impending destruction of the earth or whatever. Me, the mom one. Weird. Danielle's the dad, mature and quiet, she'll give advice but don't even think abut talking about your feelings. Taylor and Ally are the children. One's neurotic and high stress and needs constant reassurance and support. The other's rebellious and trying to do as much as she can in as little time as possible and fuck the consequences and our advice. And me? I hug. and listen attentively. and try to offer advice or at least smile and nod atten

It's a cliche. And a horrible one. But goddamn it, I'm gonna use it. so there. It's the little things that count. shudder. ok, it's out in the open, now I can pretend to be deep and meaningful. Little things, like: Taco Bell Mondays Night walks through the sketchiest part of town with your best friend Drinking tea for breakfast, every morning, and always enjoying it Deciding at 1 am that 'Bitch, no!' is the funniest thing ever Actually enjoying all of your classes Crappy 90's music sing-alongs Giggling Seeing squirrels Naked time Trippy ass dreams Having the filthiest room in the dorm and loving it Agreeing to turn up the air f