everyone keeps asking me what im doing for my birthday and theres no polite way to say i want to hang out with my introverted boyfriend and best friend who came up for the occasion. so i will probably just cave and invite over my friends (none of whom know each other) to be awkward and not socialize until theyre drunk and hitting on each other
(510): Adderal just makes me love life. I want to do so much, I just can’t stop thinking about all the wonderful opportunities we have and how lucky we are and I want to make a difference in the world. I just have to reign in my brain and convince it that changing the world starts with a college degree, which depends on studying for these finals
typical white oaklandian transplant epiphanies. excuse my diatribe but get the fuck off and drop the fuck out.