March 2012
Watchthanksforpartying:
~ Awesome Kid. #TFP
wake up: exhausted
12 am: exhausted
3 pm: fucking exhausted
5 pm: really fucking exhausted
7 pm: about to pass out
bed time: the energy of 5 million condensed suns
February 2012
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Watchglamydia:
oh my god
I would never talk to those bitches again!!
bigtimeeblog:
rissasaurusrexx:
The meaning behind my URL
Weakness
Best friend(s)
Last time I cried and why
Piercings I have
Favorite Band
Biggest turn off(s)
Fact about my sex life
Tattoos I want
Biggest turn on(s)
Age
Ideas of a perfect date
Life goal(s)
Piercings I want
Relationship status
Favorite movie
A fact about my life
Phobia
Full name
Tattoos I have
omg...
cross off the things you've done →
realitylies:
Graduated high school.
Collected something really stupid.
Smoked a cigarette.
Got so drunk you passed out.
Rode every ride at an amusement park.
Gone to a rock concert.
Helped someone.
Gone fishing.
Watched four movies in one night.
Gone long periods of time without sleep.
Lied to someone.
Snorted cocaine.
Failed a class.
Smoked weed.
Dealt drugs.
Been in a car...
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nickmooregasm:
WatchThis.
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3 AM...and look what happens
Let me be messy, crazy and obscene.
Fuck the sorry ones who stay pricks and clean.
Change is what we’re given and to me that’s life.
Forgetting the past and losing the strife.
It’s like where we go, we know, just how to survive.
Natural selection the way to derive.
When I fly, I soar
I’m who I stand for.
And if you beg to differ
I won’t shift to the stiffer
sorry side of your life.
So...
The Pros And Cons Of Life
Alright, so it’s 2:30 AM…I can’t sleep as usual. So why not write the Pros and Cons of my life..as an update of what’s going on an shit…I don’t know it seemed like a good idea. But then again I’m up at 2:30 and never have good ideas sooooo…..
PROS:
-Semester is going by fast (praise Jesus. Because I cannot handle a long spring semester)
-Will...
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2 am Poem Circle...
The embers are glowing, and burning.
The crackling wood is finally turning.
You add your propane as you hear my cries higher.
“Let’s not add fuel to the fire,”
Now it’s lit up and my eyes filled with water
The room is steaming and getting hotter.
It’s hard to decipher when the winds will transpire
and I yell, “Let’s not add fuel to the fire.”
