things i don’t trust:

• poodles
• people that are always smiling
• people i hear listening to rap music all the time
• those hot dogs that people stick spaghetti inside of, also the people who make those spaghetti dogs
• high-low skirts/ dresses and the people who wear them
• anything neon colored
• hot dogs from the dollar store

i could never be a good writer because i talk to people too much instead of talking about them. people always tell me to stop using “you” so much because it doesn’t mean anything but that’s just how i express what i am saying. when i use names i often cry because it’s too real and when i say “you” it’s still sheltered and you can’t know who i am to talking to. i could be talking to you or about you and it’s just so much simpler and less real that way because no one will never know who “you” is

plantfriend:

emily looking at a book about knives

those knives in that book are CRAZY

Mostly goodwill. Some thrift stores. Sometimes forever 21 or H&M but mostly goodwill because I freak out when I spend more than 8 dollars on a clothing item I’m weird

he’s singing whiskey lullaby so basically everyone in my class is about to comit suicide

this guy in my class is just sitting in here with a guitar and playing really sad country songs and people are holding up lighters and i just sighed really loudly and mr. murphey started cracking up laughing and said “emily do you need to leave class before you murder someone?”

anna posted this article on facebook that talked about how hot dogs (and all other processed meats) are too dangerous to eat and how they can give you cancer and that you should stop eating them completely and i had a dream that i got cancer and died from eating hot dogs and then there was hot dogs served at my funeral and i woke up hyperventilating 

look @ how good of a hair day i’m having

good nuggety night i love u

i can handle anything pretty much but like if you make fun of bunnies dying i will literally hate you for the rest of my life my heart cannot handle dead bunnies. i rescued a bunny that my cat was killing and my dad was supposed to take it to a forest but he just let it go in the backyard and my cat killed it and i found it and i yelled at him and i cried for like three days. life can throw anything my way except dead bunnies. i will shut down

i’m amazing and if u don’t think so don’t talk to me

me and cristina are so much alike she is just a lot visibly darker than me. like you look at her and you know she’s dangerous and with me it’s a secret. i look very nice but it’s a lie, i am dangerous too. me and cristina should kill boys together. kill everyone together tbh

one time sam dongcity told me that guys don’t like me because they are afraid of me and that’s even better than them liking me tbh

sorry about my dead goat george