March 2012
24 posts
Tegan & Sara, sunsets the same magenta hue as my highlights, and driving the full length of Riverside Drive. Tonight, I feel nineteen. Call me.
*also, fuck autocorrect.
My phone is currently at 14%. Tumbl till I die, yo.
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“Your life is not an episode of Skins. Things will never look quite as good as...”
– (via wapnitz)
Okay kids. So here’s the thing.
Today, I am happy.
Let’s make sure it stays that way. You be good, and I’ll be good too.
Snogs and snuggles,
Caryn Nichole.
February 2012
369 posts
Dear Radio DJs,
Let’s be real. It’s kind of mean to play “Young, Wild, & Free” when I’m on my way to an eight hour workday. Yes, I’m young. Debatably wild. But this morning, sleepy-eyed and hesitant, I’m feeling anything but free.
In short, stop playing weekend anthems on Wednesday mornings.
Love,
Caryn Nichole
Pixel Pensieve: Me: How’s work? Caryn: Lame. I... →
pixelpensieve:
Me: How’s work?
Caryn: Lame. I want to leave SO badly. Call my mom and ask her if I can go home now!
Me: Really?
Caryn: Yeah. Tell her you miss me and you’re sick or whatever you think might work.
Me: That didn’t work at all. She just laughed at me.
Caryn: :((((((((
Me: I guess the “I’m…
just found this again. #whatisairrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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Watchchubbycartwheels:
spookyinwonderland:
beardandbanjo:
So wrinkly. SO cute.
urghhhh, I fucking want one so badddd. D; 3
Want. WANT. WANT!!
the only cat i’ll ever be able to own.
he’s like a fucking meowing turkeyyyyyy. but i love him.
i am so disappointed with people and this evening that every tiny lovely thing on tumblr has me smiling and laughing and ridiculous.
i dont even care. im having fun.
i am eating ice cream. the carton says it’s strawberry flavored.
it tastes like disappointment to me.
Jack’s Mannequin and grilling steaks and shopping for a new car. Tonight is kind of nice in an Ontario sort of way.
time and time again i play the role of fool just for you.
