I'm Noah. I like Scott Pilgrim and Harry Potter and Green Day and The Wombats.

 

Tomorrow is my last day of high school forever. I have a big history and psych project due. Instead of working on it, I sit here at my desk, wielding a British Officer’s Sword and a gallon jug of water in a wifebeater. What is my life?

Tomorrow is my last day of high school forever. I have a big history and psych project due. Instead of working on it, I sit here at my desk, wielding a British Officer’s Sword and a gallon jug of water in a wifebeater. What is my life?

Anonymous asked
Did you lose like a ton of weight? You look better than ever. Really.

:) Thanks! I’ve kinda been dropping weight pretty steadily for a year now, I’m glad someone’s noticed :D

Goddamn

Quit your bitching. The reason I’m never on tumblr anymore is because every single person on this site just complains about every life problem they have. And this is including myself. I mean, there are plenty of cool, funny posts, but they are so outweighed by “WHY AREN’T I SKINNY” “WHY DON’T YOU LOVE ME”. Frankly, I don’t wanna read other people’s problems nor do I think anyone wants to read about mine…

My chalkboard walls are awesome.

My chalkboard walls are awesome.

so

someone left me a voice message, but my dumb phone waits a half hour before it decides to let me know i have a voicemail, and it doesn’t tell me the number.

the message:

Hey, noah, (it’s noah?) im just leaving another message

Did you guys seriously get me a fucking prostitute?

I mean, great joke… if its a joke, and it isn’t fucking funny.

really? a fucking prostitute? 

i don’t want to lose my virginity to a fucking prostitute!

well that’s the gist of it. i need to find out who sent me this message