#justLikeRain

..i get the best ideas in the bathroom, under the warm embrace of the steaming shower head, i cannot explain why. anytime i step into the shower thinking of something, o m g, its like freaking magic.

but that is not why we are here, :D

what am i going to be when i grow up…clearly that whole astronaut thing isn’t working out so well. relocating back home is terrifying, so is growing up and being responsible and that whole adulthood business is just a bunch of crap

i imagine we all have to think of this, and psych ourselves up that we are going to be successful and all that jazz 

(yes i have the tendency to ramble and jump randomly from one topic to another, this is not new so don’t ask me what my point is)

i really just want to let my hair down and walk under the rain, and get wet and all and not give a rat’s ass be bound by rules that have been made up by heaven or hell :|

*insert whatever you think of this here..or not*

return of the mack*?

*sigh*

i haven’t written a post in so many many minutes :(, but i think I’m back now

all my evil essays have been sent to hell where they came from and I’m about to be a diligent and faithful tumblr(er)? :|

so expect my awesomeness to be crowding up your dashboards in the near future

*kisses*