Female.
16. California. I have big goals in life... Kind of. Single forever. *forever alone*
Tired.
You know it’s like almost over… The school year. Then where am I supposed to get my motivation from. I feel all ready dead. Incapable of motility. My stomach aches from lack of exercise. I feel like I’m just deteriorating. And it sucks I want to not be this way. I don’t understand. Why don’t I compel myself to do these things like run? I actually LIKE running. Yet I feel it’s a waste to get P.E. clothes on and do it. NEED. MOTIVATION…. DYING….. *gasps and collapses on keyboard*
Octopus chandeliers by Adam Wallacavage
Literally need
(via timeaustestifed)
| Television: | In the criminal justice system-- |
| Me: | SEXUALLY-BASED OFFENSES ARE CONSIDERED ESPECIALLY HEINOUS. IN NEW YORK CITY, THE DEDICATED DETECTIVES WHO INVESTIGATE THESE VICIOUS FELONIES ARE MEMBERS OF AN ELITE SQUAD KNOWN AS THE SPECIAL VICTIMS UNIT. THESE ARE THEIR STORIES. DUN DUN |
It’s called not sleeping enough.
or college
or tumblr
Or a haircut. *swish!*
(Source: akiseru, via timeaustestifed)
And now I get up
To go to school. But it’s cool. ‘cause we only have a week an a half left, and I am excited. I’m excited because I can sleep at all hours, wake up at any time, go to bed at any time, do stuff on my time. No pressure. No school annoyances. Yes, I can not wait. But I need to live in the moment, so that excitement was for a moment too. Now to focus on the problem now: getting out of bed. T_T
