Let’s discuss and gif the event of me getting my long awaited Verizon iPhone:
The doorbell rang and I was beyond excited (due to missing the delivery the day prior)

Eagerly signed for the package

Then (scampered away like a hobbit with no Naomi in my near future)

I was/am excite

 
But this was like 2pm and I had to be at work at 3pm

But whatever, I’m on a high.

P.S. It’s been a heavenly two weeks.

Wednesdays:
I am tired as frak by Wednesdays and all I wanna do on this night, from my long week, is sleep. Finally.

I’m tired of being alone. But the funny part is even if I find someone, I’ll still be alone. It’s not going to solve me or miraculously change me. I need to make myself want it. Want anything, everything. To actually try and make time and an effort. But right now, what I (kind of) want is far fetched wishful thinking. I need help.

I’ll lock myself alone in a room
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliche poem
Of the person that I long to be

-Senses Fail