June 2010
I feel so violated.
Here’s the story: I was at a super market, and these two teenage guys were shopping or whatever. I stopped in front of them, cause they almost killed me with their cart and one of them said “Eyeing at me, eh?” I scoffed and proceeded to run to my mother. She didn’t believe and a few minutes later, I walked past and aisle and they were there again. The same kid smiled...
pack up all my things, and get my ass outta town
Was the night everybody agreed I was wrong about you, I told them you were being so strong, I knew you were a liar.
Don’t treat me like I’m playing a game, cause baby, I don’t wanna lose, baby, I don’t wanna risk it all for you.
I’m alone, but I’m having fun.
I strategize, playing tic-tac-toe, or dominoes, anything to get me through the day
this is me trying to live my life by your standards, your god-awful standards, they wear me down
oh
That is, I think I disagree.
... Ugh.
Sooo, apparently, somewhere in South America, a pageant girl was hit in the face with a strong acid that is very rare to find ad is sold in small amounts.
The acid hit the right(?) side of her face and affected a part of her eye and her jaw.
The man accused is a part of the crappy FBI there and they will not identify him, nor arrest him due to law. Which is so lovely, don’t you think: if...
Hmm, later today
Today I associated dare4distance by NeverShoutNever! to the story of an old man at a retirement home who gets attached to a female volunteer who leaves for college and only comes back to find he dies. Um?
I saw a guy waiting at a bus stop with a bookbag and listening to music. I had the option to give him a heart, but I decided against it and randomly puckered my lips instead. I’m still not...
So, I enjoyed today.
I woke up at 11: something a.m. and stayed in bed ‘til 12:30 p.m. or so. I got up, made myself some waffles with extra syrup and killed an infestation of ants on the kitchen floor due to my carelessness-ess of brushing sugar off the counter last night. Victory, thy name is ANT-KILLER.
So, then after, I watched TV with my dog and made her listen to my collection of Across the Universe. My...
"ilove you so much.." →
oh really?you dont knoe the definition of love…love doesnt mean you go behind my back and do shit that i wouldnt like..love doesnt mean that you tell me everything except for the things that i ACTUALLY wanna knoe..it doesnt mean that you tell me im the only one..when you knoe tht theres plenty…
Yeah, so, I am enjoying this
I love when the players/manwhores/assholes get what’s coming to them. TOO funny; it almost feels like I’m watching pay per view.
And he comes up with the worst comebacks. My dog’s smarter. And she’s a jack russel<3
Really? You can’t argue with solid evidence. Haaa, one day, you’ll play one of your usuals, and she will go insane and break into your house...
Dear Mish Janelle,
We’ve only started talking two weeks ago, and yet I feel like I’ve known you half my life. We meet through strange circumstances, COUGH SPIT COUGH. But through that, our friendship has built, and now we only think about that when we need to. We always talk and now you’re my side chick, my second wife, my babeee, my sweet pea, my best friend. We’re so weird, you being your...
I thought this sounded cool
I love the summer monday mornings when I know I have nothing to do, therefore I can blast my acoustic pop, pour myself a nice cup of cold milk, and bask in the hot sun. Oh, this is luff.
-And yeah, I wrote it. “Not even Squidward’s house>.>”
Spongebob<3 and talking to mah sidekick, Janelleeee. I don’t ever want you to get hurt, suuu if you ever need me, you...
I know what I'm doing for the next 3 days →
HAI Mr./Ms. Tumblr
Sooo, I’m still trying to figure out how to work this thing.
I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING.
Wearing those fake 3D/Nerdy glasses disables me from typing quickly… Nevermind. I’m just sitting awkwardly on my bed(where my laptop is).
My elbows have lost their feeling, hmm.
Not many of you may care, but I never intended on making a tumblr. I’ve tried my best to keep up with...
