ANNA WANTS THE OCEAN

So, guys, I basically have a new blog now…

… which is why I haven’t been on annawantstheocean in forever.

If you’d like to follow it, message me and I’ll give you the link. It’s way more personal, and I’ve been posting my music there and all that jazz.

P.S. I’m drunk.

My cover of Noah Gundersen's "Family."

I am still reeling from yesterday.

I don’t understand how you can start dating someone in another state and literally tell NO ONE who you see in your day to day life- not even the girl that you flirt with constantly.

I’m still bummed out and hurt, but at this point I also feel bad for her. Is she aware that she’s basically his secret girlfriend? I know I’d be pretty bothered if I found out that the guy I was dating hadn’t told any of his friends about me.

What. The. Fuck?

Well, I feel deceived.

Men, it’s not cool to flirt constantly with a female friend and create tons of sexual tension, then casually mention that you got back together with your ex MONTHS ago and are now in a long distance relationship.

Like, woah. What the fuck.

When you send a text and immediately think:

“Dear God, why did I do that?”

Eating Mexican food in my underwear.

So this is how my Friday night ends.

Today may just be the worst day ever.

I am rethinking absolutely everything and I feel like I am going to throw up.

Grad School in a Nutshell:

5 AM, dancing around my house, singing a little song about resilience theory.