I do not understand Tumblr.
Or my cellphone.
Or my brain.
Or why I took a nap, had a dream I was drunk, and woke up feeling hungover… which led to me eating as if I were hungover.
Or why I think southern accents are kinda cute.
Or why I would ever post that on this list.
Or why Thomas is a jerk butt, even more so because I have no clue how to comment back.
Or why I am having a hard time coming up with more things to bitch about.
What ever, I’m going to eat some skittles.