September 2011
August 2011
fictional dialogue
- a smile can go two ways
so, watch which way you let your mind bend it
man is similar
so watch which way you let his mind bend your smile
- okay i love you. shut up.
dont give a shit
HAHAHA I LOVE CHOCOLATE
2 OH HENREY BARS
1 CARAMILK
1 MARS
YUHFEHFEH FEHKQJFGQRGKQ
here’s something:
a movie about where people were being sucked into their dreams so that shit could happen in reality. like there were people controlling them in the dreams and keeping them their in like a parallel universe.
thought of it while i have half -conscious. ye
k i want
- a ferret
- belly button piercing sometime in september
- blue hair dye & hair bleach
- perfume
- 3 barrel curling iron
- sparklely pumps
- metal nails
- to go to kings of leon in october
i think i want a real boyfriend too or something like that because i’m kind of done with this “almost”crap happening over and over again. i’ve dealt with that shit all my life and it’s stupid and tiring and stupid. i’m not miserable, it’s just something that’d i appreciate a lot das allll
books, and other things you can't read
cut the slut around her gut
carve the bitch who says she’s rich
crack the whore from ceiling to floor
crank the cunt with something blunt
cream the hoe until she know
the spoon in your mouth is greasy
so what to your eyes, so what to the mirror
so what do you do when it’s realized you fear her?
stunt like a man on fire- take two
you take to the water like chinese taboo
no, fairies won’t sing, one winter, no spring
some times it’s not a beautiful thing
procrastination makes me witty
- if she parties with friends, that are actually pretend, she ain’t smokin’ dro, she’s just too young for you bro
- if her hair is in bows, she’s too young for you bros
- if her mom blows her nose, she’s too young for you bros
- if her mom on the show, she’s too young for you bro
- if the only dough she got, is pink, squishy and store bought, say no to that hoe, cos she’s too young for you bro
- if she thinks you’re a pro, she’s too young for you bro
- if she sits on a phonebook cos the seat is too low, put it in drive and gas it to go cos this girl? yea man too young for you bro
- if she has only one definition of blow, you’ll have to suck it, she’s too young for you bro
spit your misery,
it’s just spit to me
stop your internal brew if all it is, is poison
it seems that our culture just got caught in a massive wave of breakdown
and we’re all just screaming at each other
expecting everyone to pay attention
but then who’s left to give a shit?
why don’t we just talk at an audible level and make sure we’re actually conscious when we decide to let out a blabble.
otherwise just stay in bed, you’re polluting the times.
everything on tumblr is one of these things
- quotes of self motivation
- glee
- quotes about losing/finding/keeping/ eating—whtevr.love
- harry potter
- vulgar words in ordinary contexts
- diy
- food
- cute ass shit
- disney
- raunchy models
- people that are bleeding
- art
- fluorescent colours
- smoking
- weed
- skinny girls
- fashion
- music
- #______ problems
- people who look like they’re miserable and in pain
DARIN JONES
is on comedy central doing stand up, what the hell.
he’s kind of good looking when he’s not spewing rando shit on mtv live.
i finished my essay. I have ONE more. (fuckn looooobaddoo)
it's still there, i know it
someone asked me a question about myself and i honestly had no clue how to answer
i had a guess or two but i couldn’t give a straight answer
what does that mean.
the trick is
not to let someone know everything about you, but to let everyone just enough to make them want to know everything about you
there are days when i hate you
monday, tuesday, wednesday, friday, saturday, sunday…..
a song WEEEE
no luck to me has been real good, lately
i say just don’t get mad, but maybe i should, maybe
i’m half and half, i’m iron and i’m wood
partly assumed but misunderstood
i’m not really sad because, hey that’s life
i’ll carry around some pack of gum knife
but i don’t know
i seem to be slow
i seem to be stuck in a rut of no order to show
i just want to go and run around, tell everyone to not fuckin’ frown
because you’re not dead and you’re free to do whatever
scream around a strange town, what could be better
it’s time. for a sagaretteeee
lennon love
“you can’t tell anyone anything, they have to find out”
Play
i’m afraid i’m going to have a heartattack
throw up to grow up
then sit down and frown
you're the only one
‘cause i don’t trust these bitches. i’m on one.
