i literally used to cry at night because my furby would randomly start talking and wake me up and i was too scared to kill it and when the batteries started dying his voice got creepier and it sounded like he was saying satanic chants so i made my parents throw him into a landfill and i fear everyday that he’ll come back
“Augustus Waters,” I said, looking up at him, thinking that you cannot kiss anyone in the Anne Frank House, and then thinking that Anne Frank, after all, kissed someone in the Anne Frank House, and that she would probably like nothing more than for her home to have become a place where the young and irreparably broken sink into love.”—The Fault in Our Stars, John Green (via twenty4mixtapes)
Galinda’s bed didn’t come out for Popular. Kristin sat on the floor where her bed should have been, and started singing “I want my bed, I want my bed!” with the “My Fair Lady” melody. The scene didn’t continue until Idina asked her if she wanted to share her bed, to which point she (delightfully) agreed and continued with the scene.
Idina could barely get it together through the entire scene. :)
THEY ARE TOO ADORABLE.
yes, ask kristin to get on your bed with you. very subtle idina :P
I started a medication to try it out and make my doctor happy even though I really want to go the drug-free route. It’s been about 4 or 5 days and I’m going to ask to be weaned off, as this is the type of meds that requires it.
I’m not myself at all. It’s taking the negative aspects of me that come out very rarely and increasing them tenfold. I feel very sad and angry on and off. Basically everyone around me is an idiot, even though they really haven’t done anything and I know there’s reasons behind their actions. Since my mom pointed out yesterday that I was (involuntarily) not acting like myself, I made sure to be pleasant to everyone I’m around like I usually do because unlike many people, I do care if I make someone’s day unpleasant. These side effects aren’t super common so I got the special treatment.
I was in the middle of doing homework when I decided I couldn’t handle all the feels and went out of my dorm room where I had a proper cry and called my mom to tell her I wanted off the meds and she basically talked me down and gave me some peace of mind about a situation that was bothering me all day. It was really nice and it helped so much. I love her.
Basically, I’d much rather have my pain be like background noise for the majority of my day than feel like this all the darn time. It’s ridiculous.