My life has been obscenely busy. I am really proud of myself for (pretty much) avoiding all panic attacks and emotional break downs.
Riccardo, is really coming. What a dream. In 2.5 months I will be snuggling with my latin lover again. I would marry that boy I swear…apparently he has that all planned out.
I am graduating college with a Bachelors of Science in Psychology in one month and 10 days. If my grades hold as they are I will have a 3.6 GPA and some great letters of recommendation.
I have no idea what I am doing after I graduate, besides Riccardo. I really don’t feel like going to graduate school, even though a professor of mine offered to get me in touch with one of his colleages to study infantile amnesia, and that would be a kick ass master’s thesis. But I just want to explore and make some real cash money.
Now I am going to make hash browns and cry over my anthro study guide.
My emotions are fucking everywhere! Last week fucked me up. Way too much going on. I gotta regulate myself but howwwwwww? Deep breaths. Maybe a workout…..ha.
the way the camera moves in on him just intensifies the answer lmao.
Get it now(via femme-rage)