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hello, everyone! i'm hannah, an eighteen-year-old idealist.

find me on twitter here!

i won't lie to you: most of my posts on here will be reblogs or pictures of patrick stump. usually both.

i've read about the afterlife, but i've never really lived.

so let me give you the lowdown on how my life is going. because i know you care so deeply.

i’m pretty much done with high school. like, legit, my graduation is in a week. what the fuck.

i chose a college. i know which dorm i’m in. i registered for classes. i have unofficially declared my major - design arts, bitches.

i have a boyfriend. we’ve been best friends since like august so i really hope i don’t fuck this up. i’m happy.

except now one of my [former] best friends hates me and can’t stand to be around me because “her heart hurts too much.” because she likes/d him but i talked to her about this beforehand and she was like “well if you like him you should probably be with him” and she seemed fine with it but apparently i don’t understand people so big surprise there.

i still have that mfing job ahahahahaha. yep. i still work at the toy store. i know you were wondering.

i still suck at the guitar. i officially love glee. i have two new pairs of shoes. say anything is now one of my favorite bands. i’m obsessed with judas juda-ah judas gaga. variable k is a pretty happy person now i think. i went to europe in march - that was pretty cool. avril lavigne (my car not the beautiful canadian princess) is having issues but i think she’s still under warranty. i’m a free bitch, baby.