My friends give the best advice
Harry was born last Thursday, at the wildlife sanctuary in South Africa, weighing in at 11 lbs. The young hippo who was rejected by his mother requires around-the-clock care and 125ml of milk every three hours.
I NEED IT.
So fucking cute I could cry.
Why don’t I just gather up the balls and money and move to Africa to intern for an animal sanctuary? Ughhh. Maybe one day.
(Source: she-who-loves-the-rain, via sheilalalalala)
I’m much better and you’ll see that
Got an email back, one step closer to being on the road this summer.
Cooool.
Edit: So I have one week to gather up all my info, fill out the paperwork and mail/ email back. Yes!
I honestly cannot explain how much I miss this
- Mom: What's wrong?
- My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
- My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
- My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
- My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
- My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
- My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
- My mind: I haven't been eating that much and I'm hungry all the time.
- My mind: I feel like no one cares about me.
- My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
- Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
Chloe, faye or anyone for that matter. No one matches up to this girl haha
All I’m doing is looking at the Rocco bag and thinking about asking my mom for another but probably won’t
I’m lucky enough to even have one
- Me: Same, watching Dawn of the Dead. A squirrel tried to get in my room and it scared the living daylights out of me.
- Jesse: and then you let it in and cuddled it
