I am so freaking tired. *falls onto the floor and dies*

The SECOND Warm Bodies hits a dollar theater, I’m going to go see it ALL THE FREAKING TIME. THE FIRST TIME WAS GREAT AND NOW I MUST WATCH IT EVERY DAY. I LOVED IT.

*gets really tired at like 2 am*

*stays awake anyway*

WTF IS WRONG WITH ME.

When I’m tired, but just don’t quite feel like sleeping. ;A;

I’m in one of those weird moods, where I don’t want to sleep, cause I just want to stay awake and think silly, mushy, girly thoughts about him. o////o curse my being girly right now.

For once, I’m actually excited for Valentine’s day to happen! I have a feeling a certain someone is going to do something for me. If not, I will be disappoint. But I’m feeling pretty confident he will do something for me. Heh.

Okay, but seriously, Tumblr, why did you think you had to change!? I liked it when you reblogged something and went to a different page, or simply making a post without it being on your dashboard! Why would you change it?! I’m going to cry.

I’ve been on the computer for about 4 hours with my main thought of “I should go to bed.”

I can see how well that’s working, since I’ve been saying that for four hours.

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G’night for realz

Whenever I take a look at any profile of any site I’m ever on, I can’t help but realize how CRAZY I am.

Everything is so…weird. XD

WHAT IS THIS ^^^

OMFG, I’M SO WEIRD.

RANT

I’m apparently NOT ALLOWED TO FUCKING COMPLAIN. My brothers sound like their trying to BREAK THE FLOOR and all I did was say to my parents “What in the heck is all that banging?!”

And they’re just like “It’s just your brothers jumping off the stairs. We can hear your game at night too.”

Here’s a few differences in case you are fucking retarded parents.

1) You complain, I go “Oh, I thought I turned it down.” *actually fucking turns it down*

2) I’m not running around like a barbarian.

3) I don’t do it to INTENTIONALLY piss you off.

4) I DON’T DO IT TO INTENTIONALLY PISS YOU OFF.

5) I ACTUALLY STOP FUCKING DOING IT.

Kay, and so they just say. “If you don’t like the noise, move out.”

Uh NO. If I don’t like the noise at TEN AT NIGHT BY THE FUCKING WAY. YOU TELL THEM TO STOP RUNNING AROUND LIKE FUCKING IDIOTS AND CALM THE FUCK DOWN.

Fuck.

Stupid double standards.

I AM NOT ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN. BECAUSE THEY ALWAYS TRY AND SHOVE IN MY FACE THAT I DO THE SAME FUCKING THING.

WHEN

I

DO

NOT.

FUCKING.

DO.

IT.