justine.freak

da weeken

is nearly over. I saw Jackass 3-D and it was meh. There was one hilarious sketch involving the removal of a tooth via Bam Margera’s Lambo.

At least I went with the best friend and a cute boy. :)

It’s FINALLY Friday and I couldn’t be happier. I’m lazying about watching On Demand CSI.

Tonight I’m going to a ridiculous house party and that is what I’m really looking forward to.

ARGH

Finding love is like looking directly into the sun after a year of darkness. The warmth is overwhelming, scary and almost too real to be real.

Then comes doubt. Right now my nerves are bunched up and wringing out my insides. They’re gnawing at my uncertainty. Has it really been this long since I put my guard down? Every little thing I do feels wrong. It feels like I’m tugging on the loose string of an old sweater and it won’t be long before my tugging unravels everything.

I hate the walking on eggshells feeling.

alright, tumblr.

my growing addiction for you is now taking up my gym time. i begrudgingly bid you adieu.

To Walter

My grandfather was 72 years old when he passed away on October 21, 2001. When we lost him, it felt like acid boring a hole inside of me. I cried an ocean of tears and thought I could never live my life in the same way again. He was everything to all of us: a mentor, comedian, chef and endless source of hugs. One of his passions was growing and canning or pickling his own food. This photo shows the last of his works a short while after his passing.

Love you, Mr. Peepaw.