I would just truly like to understand how anyone can be such a bad kisser. It’s incomprehensible. It felt like you wrapped your lips around your teeth sort of like people do when they are imitating old people, not to mention your attempts with the tongue… I will spare the details here. I wanted to like you but I just can’t work with that, y’all. Adios chico!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

wow my name is actually in that title… tempted to make everyone start calling me madingdong.

I would like everyone (i.e. the emptiness of my tumblrverse) to know what creative agony I am feeling right now. I am sitting in the terrace of my apartment in Madrid in the final days of my stay watching the clouds move past the sun. People walking to the beat of whatever Thom Yorke song I am listening to. All I want do is grab my shit and run into the city and paint my stupid lil heart onto some some stupid lil paper.

I DON’T HAVE PAINT AND I HAVE TO WRITE AN ESSAY.

why does this situation cause me so much anguish

ROB DELANEY

duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude. Successfully using every nook and cranny of the internet to avoid finishing my final project for my screenwriting class that was due 10 hours ago. Sometimes I think my brain might actually be broken. Also I’ve suddenly become paranoid about having smelly poo poo breath. You know, the kind that a lot of asians and middle to post-middle aged professors have. (sorry asians, not sorry professors)

How do I bump that dog on the phone pic back to the top? It’s all I ever want to see

-to watch a movie in my cozy house with my family, with whatever candles make the house smell like fall burning and a gray chilly sky outside

-to have my puppy snuggled in my lap while watching said movie

-also I want to watch halloween specials of Spongebob, and other various shows

-to go to my grandparent’s house for dinner

-to watch my mom laugh until she has to bend over and hold in her pee

-to play nancy drew, or I guess now Pottermore with my sissy

-to have fall break sleepovers with my friends

-to go GD camping in the ozarks…

-to bake a pie

-to go to Smoke & Barrel on a Thursday night with my friends

-to walk my puppy around the neighborhood while my brother scooters next to me

-to see my dad and grandma

-to talk to my brother about stupid stuff and be surprised at how funny he can be

-to go to target with my sissy

-to have a dinner party in Fayetteville

-to watch a movie in my comfy bed as I fall asleep

So I guess I am feeling my first real bouts of homesickness.. It all started as the weather got a little chillier and I was reminded of how wonderful family and home seems around this time of year. And also my mom sent me an email saying they were going to pick pumpkins. And also I had been counting on my family coming for Christmas since May, and it’s probably not happening now, as with many of the wonderful plans that have existed in my life. But hey, I’ll be okay! And really the amount of homesickness I am feeling is astonishingly low right now considering I have been here for 3 months already. We’ll see how I’m doing around thanksgiving.