NOT TO MENTION I HAVE NO FUCKING INTERNET IN MY APARTMENT SO LITERALLY I’M GOING TO DIE BEFORE WE GET IT.
And of course, this lack of internet causes me to want to post on tumblr more. Ah, the struggle of wanting what you can’t have.
I’m doing laundry at my mom’s house right now, so if anyone wants to talk to me, you literally only have until my laundry is done before I go back to the deserted island.
I love my boyfriend, but sometimes he frustrates me so much I think it’d be easier to just smother him in his sleep and call it a day. But I do love him though. I really do. I promise. I’m not going to kill my boyfriend. I’m not going to smother my boyfriend in his sleep.