January 2011
105 posts
I’m so fucking high, what the hell happened?
I'm a dumbass.
That song makes me feel sexy.
Lecture.
It isn’t that horrible to swear. Bitch. You just have a weak heart. Deal with it.
'Cause I can't wait to get you home.
Take me in the bathroom, take my clothes off, make love to me up against a dirty wall.
sea of love. →
Screw Mean Girls 2!
I mean, come on… It just ruins the first one for all of us. /:
Help, please.
I am planning on starting to read new books, give me some good ideas. :P
I'm way too horny for my own good right now.
I just wanna get naked and howl.
Bogus.
Everything on Tumblr is food related right now. Well, not literally… But all I can see on my Dashhh, is grilled cheeses and mac’n’cheese and pizza.
Oh boy.
The Birthday Massacre
Just remembered they existed… :D
WEDON'TDIE! →
Dear Thoughts,
I am just sitting here, in class. At least I finished my Biology bullshit today. Hmmph. Fuck college. I don’t want to go, I guess I just want to work… Party, and enjoy it. I don’t really know. Ultrasound tech, doesn’t seem to promising anymore. Two years of college, or more, just so conform and wear scrubs daily. Not a fan of this… Even though I would love to do this...
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Seriously.
I just want to tear all my skin off and kill everything in sight.
Frustrated.
Not sexually.
It’s just, annoying to leave the house in the morning and take the bus… When I have to walk past my car. /: Uggh.
Is it just me?
Or…
Having your kitten sleep on your boobs/neck/face is the cutest, most comforting thing ever?
She’s snoring in my ear.
I am addicted. To singing to myself. Current deal.
If looks could kill.
I would have been dead when I saw you look at her that way.
If you kill him, you won’t learn nothin’!
– The Riddler
I understand.
I now understand.
Stepped in-and-out of his shoes.
Even quickly, it hurts.
Now that I see…
What November held…
I can see why it had to happen.
Let it be…
But it’ll never end.
Promise you that.
Sweet Darling Dear...
I do this, because I don’t want you to leave.
Bathroom floor, my bestfriend.
Locked door.
Of course.
But, in reality… This just makes me exactly like her.
Don’t leave me, just let me be.