Summer classes looming over me. 

Chilled with my homies all day. I’m a happy man. Farmers market. Chill. Chick Fil A. Chill. Potentially life changing phone call for my best friend. Chill. Swim. Chill. NBA Jam with two of my best friends. Go home smiling and Tumble it. 

I’m a happy man.

SN: I hope poor lil Karens eye gets better.

And I don’t know what it is. If i knew what it was, I’d be able to choose whether to sleep or not.

I don’t know why I get like this. These moods where I expect something to happen. Something. What? Anything. 

Eh whatever. I gotta put my moms clothes in the dryer.

in blue.

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do not know how to act the way people want me to.

But I gotta be me.

And there’s just more to think about.

thesochillnetwork:

Ahhhhh one of the best feelings ever

haha this is what happens when you look through your tumblr.  Haha aw man this is awesome.

I did a ‘say somethign to 10 people’ thing like a year and half ago. 

here it is

I think it’d be funny to say something to all those same people now. I’ll probably do it sometime. 

when I’m feeling narcissistic, I’ll look at my own tumblr, and click the ‘random’ link at the top and smile at how awesome my corner of the internet is.

I’m a pretentious snob. Why do I have friends?

And think…

Dear God, that’s me.

I feel like Quagmire hates Brian for most of the same stuff that’s wrong with me. 

I’m like freaking Brian Griffin.

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