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Monsters in the closet

Here is a small list of things that will piss me off:

-If someone throws food in the toilet. This is not necessary. Ever. I will THROW UP if you do this to me. One time Robyn sent me a photo of herself throwing cake batter down a toilet... not okay. One time I was really drunk and needed to get all the alcohol out. My friend, knowing this, called me to the bathroom and proceeded to dump salsa down the toilet and made me watch. Wanna know the ending? I vomited into the salsa. Just don't do this, okay?

-Being too hot. I'm not good with this. You know those people who get grumpy if they are really hungry? Not me. If I'm too hot I get sooooo grumpy. And then I'll probably faint, too. One time I fainted in the shower... aren't I a gem?

- Unorganized things.. that's all.

- People who have no spontaneity! Go skinny dipping when someone suggests it, or go sit on a friends patio while you ignore your errands. You'll have a way better time!

- When someone doesn't appreciate Thai or Indian food.. that shit is way too good for anyone to deny it.

- Flakiness. This one speaks for itself, really. Stop being a maybe! Say yes! And have the time of your life! Or say yes and not have that much fun but know that the friends you went with appreciated your presence and that made it worth it. 

- When I have to make big decisions. 

- When someone can't appreciate a Disney movie. 

- People who litter. RESPECT THE ENVIRONMENT, duh.

Just say yes or no, you know?

All that being said, I'm not as negative a person as I sound. Let's end this post with things that I love:

- Jellyfish. HOW COULD YOU NOT. I got stung by one these bitches in Panama last spring and the scar won't leave me. I still like them. I'm going to get a really sick tattoo of one of these in the next year, you all just wait.

- Dark chocolate that is spiced with chili flakes! BEST.

- Loyalty... I'm exceptionally loyal and I absolutely need someone who can show the same.

- Love. I LOVE LOVE. It's ridiculous. I know I inherited this from my dad, the verbal prince, and I don't regret it. I'm a sucker for romance, and when I find the perfect relationship it will be the most affectionate, reassuring, best relationship love ever. Not publicly always, but publicly enough. And most importantly the most affectionate and reassuring in private too.

- The colour green!

- Biology. The coolest. Shit. Ever.

- Blue candy. Blue slushies. Ya know? Can't beat it.

- Swimming. I'm a sucker for swimming.

- THE SNOW! As if the snowflake behind my ear says any differently.

XO.

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I do not like to be told what to do unless I am naked

Would you rather:

Get a career or fuck the world & take off travelling?
Have a destination or buy the next available seat?
Take the shortcut or go the long way?
Live most of your life with someone beside you or stand alone?
Eat 5cent candies or chocolate?
Be hot or cold?

absorbed

I NEED TO BE THIS GIRL. I want to own two huge hounds so badly. I will look so badass, not to mention I will have the two best friends in the world. These two best friends won't make bad friend mistakes (that we all are guilty of on occasion), like

-not texting one another back
-not calling one another just to say hi
-not putting our all important lives on hold to spend on evening with a great cup of tea, your computer, and your Skype to chill out and listen to that friend far away
-getting absorbed in relationships and not coming out for air to see those chicas that got you to that happy relationship in the first place
-going on trips with a boyfriend instead of a girlfriend(s) ALL OF THE TIME (my worst mistake I think)
-losing inside jokes because you don't spend the time to make them

I feel like the word mistake was created for the purpose of making them. It's important to make them, it's equally, if not more important to learn from them. Harder said than done, right?

LOOK AT THIS LUCKY BITCH:

My kind of summer

You know you've had a successful night out when you wake up at 6am on top of your bed naked, with your computer dead and resting on top of you, an uneaten bowl of homemade 'mac n cheese' on your bedside table (grains + nutritional yeast), and all the lights on in your room.  You sit up to realize you've left a trail of the clothes you wore last night from your door to your bed, one item at a time, and did I mention there are no sheets on your bed because you passed out before getting them out of the dryer?

Puurrrrfect.

On giving a compliment where a compliment is due.

This blog post blew my mind, and therefore I'm linking it. My girl Jilli is well versed; rap-wise & the like.

I'd also like to leave you with this: I WANT A GOAT SO BADLY.