left work early to see my brother and boyfriend perform at the high school’s acoustic show. went well. then two things happened: some asshole overdosed on drugs and had a seizure, and my brother’s “singing partner” in his second performance cancelled on him.

i am a huge ball on anger right now.

i have no idea what just happened, but i started thinking and i’m just kind of confused by how weird i feel my last name is

arntz

where’d that z come from

inbox:

Like a good neighbor, I do not care

(via jenniferchristineee)