a tall, long-necked, spotted ruminant, Giraffa camelopardalis, of Africa: the tallest living quadruped animal.
My gorgeous, beautiful, talented, amazing, wonderful friend Bailey.
My gorgeous, beautiful, talented, amazing, wonderful bestest friend ever Bailey.
Oh my god, legitimate tears.
I have the bestest friends :)
i was having such a rough morning you guys and this just instantly turned it all around.
so thank you!!!!!
soooo turns out my mac’s hard drive was a total piece of shit and started dying after 5 months of owning it and 2 months of use.
i now don’t have a gazillion files and tons of photos that i put on that laptop…well i HAVE them, they’re just in the corrupted hard drive sitting on my desk USELESS.
in case some of you don’t know, computers are the things that make me feel the deepest rage ever.
I don’t get angry almost ever, but COMPUTERS MAKE ME WANT TO THROW STUFF AND KILL THINGS AND PUNCH HUMANS IN THE FACE.
not even joking.
so, as you can imagine, this has been a somewhat stressful time for me as I am now back to using my shitty old computer with a potential virus that is slowly eating it from the inside out while my mac sits useless and empty of any and all information I would need to use it.
but look! I’m interneting with a computer again and not just my phone all the time so I can do stuff like post things on tumblr without it being a total pain in my ass!
this was half a “what’s happening in my life” post and half a “This is why i vanished” post.
but since the reason I vanished is something that is happening in my life it means those are both the same thing and life has no meaning and we should all just kill ourselves cause what’s the point anyway.
My birthday is January 9th, 3 days after we get back to school from winter break.
I’m kinda scared about it.
I was thinking maybe I’d try and have some sort of party while at home since a lot of the people I adore will be in Portland, instead of scattered around the country (and canada).
But what will I do on my actual birthday?
Even though I’m starting to get my life situated here (finally!) I still don’t really have friends that I hang out with. My last birthday I didn’t celebrate because I was too busy cause of One Acts, but that was fine because I was still with people and a lot of nice folks said happy birthday, and bria decorated my locker the best of possible ways ever, and that was enough. But I’m terrified of having my birthday and not a single person knowing about it. Birthdays are a celebration of you being alive on this planet, it’s a celebration of each year of knowledge and growth and experience that you’ve had. I love birthdays for that reason, because those are things i think should be celebrated and that aren’t enough! So when you let that kind of a thing disappear It’s almost as if you’re forgetting to pay homage to all the years of things that have made you who you are. I don’t want that to be my life, I want people to see that I am a unique person through years of personal experiences and at least recognize it with a simple “Happy Birthday”.
Maybe It’s selfish or shallow of me, but I don’t want to not be celebrated.
I just hope it all works out and isn’t a sad making and lonely day, cause that is an awful way to congratulate yourself on living through another year.
don’t look at me like that
I’m so mad at how well this goes.
THIS IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL MY ENTIRE NIGHT HAS JUST BEEN MADE