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Bare with, yea?
It’s a little school-girly of me, but it was just to get me calmed before I saw them… and then.
Hopefully I get the full story finished soon—it’s much longer than any of these.
Roommate: “Awh, what happened?”
Me: “…Nothing. This is just everyday ever…”
I am limping terribly and I can still get into the bus and onto a seat faster then you horrible, horrible people.
My roommate is fantastic and has a bear tent. And her boyfriend is one of my best friends, The Magical Unicorn Pegasus.
Part three on how I deal with stress. The fact that I sleep in this tent on top of my bed every night should tell you how stressed I really am. …And yes, that is my face in there, behind the mesh.
Another on how I deal with school stress. We spent our grocery money on this, my roommate and I. No regret. We have a tiny trampoline. And seriously, no one else is allowed on it. Or maybe we’ll sell the privilege.
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