Ordinary Madness

I blacked out at the staff Christmas party, had a fight with my biffl and puked? AND I left my delicious FREE steak? Alcohol sucks.

I may still be drunk from last night

beesaurus:

iwanna-lookfeelbe-fit:

tonedgoals:

endorphinskeepmerunning:

STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND WATCH THIS.

I started balling when he started running holy crap

I have to always reblog this. It’s amazing.

I will never complain about running again.

Crying like a little bitch for this entire video. This is so inspirational. 

(Source: lovewithallyouvegot, via biggerbritniall)

holdherback:

Hoar.

Knee.

Bonus gifs

Bored enough to go to bed.

Is it possible to will a hangover away? Because I felt fine for my entire shift and then as soon as I was off the clock this fucking hangover kicked me in the stomach and rubbed my face in the dirt. Good God. 

This cranberry and vodka that never fucking ends. I’ve been drinking it forever and I’m so drunk and all I want is to eat my pizza but I MUST finish this drink. It’s the principle of the thing, dammnit!

eating my feelings. 

I really need a hug. Or a cuddle. Or someone to hold my hand. 

I need headshots to audition, and I’ve been in the city for MONTHS, but haven’t asked any of my friends for help until now. Fucking end of the semester, finals week craziness. And now I guess I just extend my procrastination some more, because I can’t afford to spend hundreds of dollars on a few photos I’ll have to retake in six months. So…Fuck me. I’m a fucking imbecile with no life and will continue to be an imbecile until the beginning of next semester. I want to start my life, please. I feel like a miserable waste of space.