July 2011
6 posts
to the living: be unto love as rain is unto... →
unlonely:
be unto love as rain is unto colour;create me gradually(or as these emerging now hills invent the air) breathe simply my each how my trembling where my still unvisible when. Wait
if i am not heart,because at least i beat -always think i am gone like a sun which must go sometimes,to make an earth…
unlonely:
i’m having one of those moments where there are all these words caught in my throat and if i try to cough them up, they spill out a jumbled mess. so i swallow them instead.
And it seems like all you want is to spill everything, but you know that if you try too hard, you’ll lose control, and say too much, and lose yourself forever in the whole mess???
I've been doing this thing
I’ve been writing a letter to my friend Rachel everyday. I don’t send them to her, and I don’t plan to either. I’ve been writing them to her, but they’ve all been for me. I’m thinking of making a tumblr for that, I’d probably call it DeadLettersToRachel, what do you think???
June 2011
35 posts
I'd rather cuddle then have sex.
somebodysboundtocome:
buildingantenas:
It’s only funny if you’re a grammar nazi
trololol
Whar-larlarlarlarlarlarlar
Jabba the Hutt is the shit
fatefallsshort:
Savannah should answer her phone so we can go do something
I reblog only because I too have a friend named Savvanah, and am currently waiting for her to answer her phone too 0_o
There, that's more honesty than anybody else has...
Dear blog
It’s true, I haven’t eaten in two days, and I don’t plan on starting again any time soon, I hate myself as I am right now, and I’m doing this, because I think it’s the only way I can learn how to love myself. And I really want to love myself, because I want somebody else to love me some day too
Jenna gave me an ear candle
It sounds like caterpillars and I’m most pleased with this result
When i wake up
dicktorious:
Every school morning
and i drag myself out of bed
BUT ON WEEKENDS
Uh yeah every single morning for me without exception:
Exactly
Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.
thinkagainbitches:
skyyyex3:
jesswillbeforeveralone:
500-days-of-saraa:
idk-blogthing:
I love my mom.
I am risking nothing
Fuck had to reblog >.>
god fucking damn. this is the third time i’ve reblogged this today
omfg i hate you all dhfskshadfdsfsda
serious had to do it thou
ASSFUCKS!
NYEEAAHH !and she’s fucking sleeping holy shit ! MOM WAKE...
fatefallsshort:
It makes me sad that a year ago in counting we where best friends and now we are not and things can never be the same no matter how hard I try.
I firmly believe the stonem siblings don't give a...
skinsgeneration1:
I love this
How I learned to never let myself get dragged into...
weaboostories:
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A Capricorn in Leo's clothing
Idk if this is fixable
May 2011
5 posts
Skinheads… Lol
April 2011
17 posts
Tyler Durden: We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty, these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.
Narrator: Martha Stewart.
Tyler Durden: Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man. So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say... Let's evolve! Let the chips fall where they may.
I prowl the streets at night
Looking for adventure, and hoping for love