December 2011
154 posts
getoutoftherecat:
get out of here cat. you are not my soda. you probably drank it all too. thanks cat.
How teens and adults text
Expectations:
Teens - wut es up! wut r u doing 2day? want 2 go & do sum stuff
Adults - What are you doing today? Want to hang out?
Reality:
Teens - Hey! What you doing today? Want to hang out?
Adults - wut es up! wut r u doing 2day? want 2 go & do sum stuff
uglypenguin:
when boys get high it’s cute
when girls do it it’s fucking obnoxious
to an extent, yes.
Set Fire to the Rain
lanarae:
borncharliesalinas:
hell is empty and all the devils are here:... →
Bold what applies.
I’m a Girl / Boy.
I am a morning person.
I am a perfectionist.
I am an only child.
I am Catholic.
I am currently in my PJs.
I am currently pregnant.
I am currently suffering from a broken heart.
I am left handed.
I am married.
I am addicted to MySpace. Twitter. TUMBLR. Facebook.
I’m shy around the opposite sex.
I bite my nails.
I currently regret something I have done.
When I...
I really fucking love potatoes.
Honestly, look at these versatile mother fuckers.
They can be
Hot
Cold
Healthy
Unhealthy
Simple
Fancy
Eaten on the go
Ugh. Potato appreciation post.
joshfransexyy:
butthurtbandboys:
australia gets christmas before america
but american gets freedom before everyone
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i wish i was one of those people that’s easily likable, and not in the “oh look at that lovable idiot lets go pat her head and give her a biscuit” kind. its all fun and games until you’re the only one that really knows what you’re talking about. the concept of individuality is marred by its damning characteristic of burning the bridge between ones self and the rest of...
wutangflan:
shh girl, shut your lips do the hellen keller and merrrrrhhhhhhhh
me laughing at this cements the fact that i am indeed qwopping to hell at an incredibly fast rate. (PROTIPUSINGTHEHURDLEHELPSALOT)
I feel like damaged goods and I don’t even have a reason to.
its darkly funny to look at your profile pictures and see a timeline of all the friends youve had and then later lost, all by your own hand in one way or the other. its also ironic how, though all of said pictures, my face isnt in one of them. “they way shes treating me, her mom deserves to have cancer”
fuck you.
Today I
slept until an ungodly hour
laid around
watched some TV
hated Itunes
got an umbrella tip to the back of the neck for playing a Led Zeppelin song too loud
ate shitty Olive Garden food
went to me mum’s work and saw the olden folk
looked at pictures of red golden retrievers
sat on Facebook
re-read all of Absolute Boyfriend again and cried over it…again (srsly guise if you like...
