I can see unicorns.
I am a house of cards. And you are the wind. Oh. Oh no.
you were such a p.y.t., catching all the lights
I want to try something right now See they don’t do this anymore
Ladies and gentlemen~
It’s my pleasure to introduce to you~ He’s a friend of mine [yes, oh yes I am~] And he goes by the name~ [Ha ha] Justin~
I’m getting pissed off at the stupidest things.
what is modesty?
I walk around topless I take my pants off with the door open I dance in my underwear with the blinds up and window open and yet I blush when anybody puts their hand on my side or stands too close
I seriously cackled at that part of the movie xD
That awkward moment when your computer breaks down...
I got a Trojan last year and just deleted everything in my memory and heart Dx
HOLD ME GODDAMN
what I would do to wake up to this or fuck even this
more like shirtless guy season AWWW YEAAAHHHH I saw at least 4 shirtless men running around my housing development on my way to work. It totally helped that today was a random ass 88 degrees and fairly humid :’D I say random because yesterday was like 70 >_> I need to hurry up and get Damas done so I can strut around with and amaze people like a boss.
dying my hair tomorrow because the red is coming through and getting my health card like a boss
love stories that start off in trains are held dearly in my heart more than any others
geometric shapes are not my friends
I’d walk around topless but it’s cold as balls and I can’t let some people know about the ink on my side.
in the early a.m.
I’m seriously afraid of 3 a.m. because my sister used to tell me horror stories when I was younger [no idea why, years later still], and I firmly believe evil escapes from its jail to roam.
The sleepier I am, the easier it is to type and the less typos I make. I doubt I will ever make sense to even myself. I mean, who in the burning heel is afraid of balloons, doctors with needles, and manta rays but welcomes tattoos and strategically placed bruises? I’m not sure if this is the insomnia talking or where this is really insomnia and not just my will because I’m seriously...
I’m thinking that if I were ever to get into make-up, I’d totally go for brown eyeshadow because this sleep/bloodshot/sunken eyed/shiner maybe? look I’m sporting is totally working for me.
talk chav to me, yes
going to sleep with all the music shizznit that Martina made me months ago. Night~
hay esta mi corazon
Today I went to the doctor’s office because the gross skin ailment was seriously getting on my nerves and I finally had enough money to go :’D FIRST, the nurse thought I had scabies and I was all GRRL PLZ I’m as clean as the undriven snow, I mean, who would want to shag an age defying short brown girl? Sick fucks but that’s besides the point. Anyway, she sent me off to the...
I mishya, I mishya, I mishya, I really want to kiss you but I can’t RANDOM ASS NUMBERS KISS ME THRU DA PHOOOONE
I’m not looking at stuff while my grandma’s friend washes dishes in front of me >_> <_<
I woke up one morning truly believing my son had heterochromea. I have no son. The morning before, I was waiting for someone to return to my bed. I sleep with no one.
giantalbinowalrus asked: http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liqlr8eSr61qg9upbo1_500.gif
I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
It’s been decided. This month is just full of decisions, non? My first child’s name will be Vincent Constantine. His middle name will be Valentine, to which I will always refer to him as, to confuse the little bastard :P And what if, by chance, I have a girl? Simple solution! TO THE ORPHANAGE I’ll try for another baby :P With my hopefully lovely Swedish baby granter :P ...
Who in the burning hell is T-Pain? Like, seriously, where did he come from? And we accept his auto-tune for, for, music?! Rapping/rhyming/spitting to the mic WHATEVER I understand. I’ll never understand.
what a bone kill here I was, jamming to some Keane, and it stops right at the apex ._.
the Mars Volta is the only reason I sing anymore
caitcat: Son et Lumiere | The Mars Volta
De-Loused in the Comatorium vs. Amputechture
I’m not even going to touch Frances the Mute because goddamn, Batman. Damn. Anywho! De-Loused in hands down one of the best albums I’ve ever heard and that may not seem like such a grand achievement, but it is. All the thoughts invoked and feelings Cedric manages to convey just through tone of voice alone! It’s amazing. Beautiful. Heart-wrenching even. It’s pretty easy to...
I’m going to randomly cosplay one day but not make that big a deal of it and just troll around the Promenade and my work place and wreak havoc and see if anybody does a double take and then I’ll know THEY’RE GUILTYYYYYY.
I’m not mad; you’re just stupid.
no wonder you're single
Professor Layton: This reminds me of a puzzle!
Luke: >_>...no wonder you're still single.
I keep bagging on France the country in real life, and yet I live by their culture and beliefs and follow French regiment eating habits and vision of beauty ._.
wake up in the morning turn to your bedmate use body language to tell them to make you breakfast
I would love to be in a riot and just go around with a cause and cause property damage!! But then I’d feel guilty and get scared of anybody ruining my outfit >_>
Somebody please buy me Durarara!! as a gift for no damn reason :3
I have all these pretty, fancy clothes and literally no where to go. Today for example! I put on this cute sailor inspired dress, tights, and my pauper shoes just to go to the Starbucks downhill ._. I seriously need to go outside for a healthy reason :P I always end up dressing up and just laying on the floor in my room and complaining and being a whiny beetch Dx