just went on an unfollowing spree on twitter, unfollowing everyone who posts unnecessary, over dramatic nonsense.
i’m sorry, maybe as i get older i’m getting more cynical & cold, but seriously that shit is annoying. one day you’ll wake up & realise you’re not an angsty teenager anymore, & you’ll look back & realise how ridiculous you sounded. don’t get me wrong, i remember being young & feeling like life was unfair, but it definitely doesn’t get any better when you grow up & you’ll realise that all the people in your life that you used to whine about were teaching you to be independent, well-rounded adults.
until then: i’m twenty fucking one. i’m too old to care about your drama, & i’d rather surround myself with people who have the same priorities & the same attitude as me. soz.
September 3rd, 2012 // 0 notes
a few things about today:
- i have been far too productive considering it’s only noon
- i’ve finally finished transcribing & can back to blasting motionless in white
- well… at a moderate volume because my stepdad is asleep
- my eyes burn from lack of sleep
- i have an appointment later to talk about dying my hair pink
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August 28th, 2012 // 0 notes
a conversation i just had in the post office…
man behind counter: *looks at my dress* what’s with all the skulls?
me: excuse me?
man behind counter: your dress. what’s with the skulls?
me: um… i like this dress…
man behind counter: you’re not like, into all that are you? skulls & stuff? *laughing*
me: well… apparently so…
man behind counter: *stops laughing* oh… well… that’s a shame…
people are retards.
August 10th, 2012 // 0 notes
a few more random thoughts before i go…
- if you tag photos of yourself with the words ‘hipster’ or ‘gorgeous’, you are a tool.
- manson from the golden age or portrait era needs to get in my bed.
- all my friends hate me.
- it is too hot.
July 24th, 2012 // 0 notes
there’s a bottle of apple juice in my room & every single person who has come in today has been like ‘oh ew gross is that piss wtf’.
WHY THE FUCK WOULD I HAVE A BOTTLE OF PISS IN MY ROOM. REALLY.
July 24th, 2012 // 0 notes
so earlier the kids at work were asking me what i would change my name to if i could, & i was talking about how i think the name lily is really pretty & then i was thinking how lily white would be a nice name & then i come home & find out THAT’S THE NAME OF MARILYN MANSON’S CAT.
further proof that we should be married.
i’d happily face my cat phobia for that man.
July 6th, 2012 // 2 notes
oh my god so yesterday i had to do this fucking aerial assault course with the kids at work (which, by the way, brought on such a huge panic attack that i had to helped out by TWO instructors - awkward), & i swear i’ve pulled/strained/ripped a gazillion muscles i never even knew i had. my arms, back, chest, stomach & legs ache & every muscle in my body feels like it’s being slashed with a hot blade every time i move :( & today i trapsed around an art gallery too & i took a hot bath when i got home but i’m literally hobbling around like a zombie & i can’t get up or down stairs & every time i sneeze it’s like being shot in the chest & I CAN’T STOP FUCKING SNEEZING.
CHRIST. THE PAIN.
July 4th, 2012 // 0 notes
excuse me while i just have a whinge…
June 27th, 2012 // 0 notes
reading up on the illuminati & subliminal messaging & scaring myself shitless listening to songs backwards because i have a sick sense of curiousity.
June 24th, 2012 // 0 notes
y’know like when your nose is running & blocked & you’re sat there sniffing for ages & then eventually it’s like urgh okay so you blow your nose & then you’re like PRAISE THE LORD I CAN BREATHE ONCE MORE for like 5 seconds until it gets blocked again.
this is why i will die alone with cats. & i don’t even like cats.
June 20th, 2012 // 0 notes