7th of November 2009
 
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Have you Ever Loved Somebody

My girl, Brandy

 

Bright Eyes' "Lua"

It makes me feel 15 again to quote a Bright Eyes Song.

But me I’m not a gamble, you can count on me to split
The love I sell you in the evening by the morning won’t exist

 
are2:

Poolside
 

Zombie Bite Calculator

zombiefrenzy:

lilmiss:

(via kaustubha)

lol, i took it :)

54 minutes for me.

Damn you, Asthma!

 
That’s right. I want my girlie flavored rum to be served in child-sized containers.

EDIT: Check out the class mofo pinky finger I’m rocking.

That’s right. I want my girlie flavored rum to be served in child-sized containers.

EDIT: Check out the class mofo pinky finger I’m rocking.

 

anthonyryan:

Left4Dead2 tv commercial

(originally posted by jjjrmy. Follow him on twitter!)

SO EXCITED!?!!?!

 
Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep. 
Scott Adams (1957 - ), ‘The Dilbert Principle’ (via simtan) (via quote-book)
 
amandapearl:

( via amateur blogger)

I’m pretty happy to think that David still thinks that the sun shines out my ass.

After (almost) 5 years, THAT gives me hope.

amandapearl:

( via amateur blogger)

I’m pretty happy to think that David still thinks that the sun shines out my ass.

After (almost) 5 years, THAT gives me hope.

5th of November 2009
 
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O.P.P.—Naughty By Nature

As for the ladies, OPP means something gifted
The first two letters are the same but the last is something
different
It’s the longest, loveliest, lean— I call it the leanest
It’s another five letter word rhymin’ with cleanest and meanest
I won’t get into that, I’ll do it…ah…sorta properly
I say the last P…hmmm…stands for property
Now lady here comes a kiss, blow a kiss back to me, now tell me
exactly

3rd of November 2009
 

I'm Sorry Interwebz

I’m really really really sorry about last night, guys.

I didn’t think it would end with my face down on the made bed fully clothed whispering to my cat.

I didn’t think I’d be swinging around in my office chair, tumblring, and singing every word to Usher’s “Let it Burn” at the top of my lungs.

I didn’t think I would cry about being afraid about balloons.

All these was unforeseeable. Please forgive me.

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