December 2009
155 posts
DANCING while CLEANING is the best thing you can do for your body & soul
i just blew my nose into my blanket.
WHYYYYYY?
“I’m sorry, we won’t look at pictures of Mayhem anymore.”
– me
albus percival wulfric brian dumbledore
I hate people who pretend to be perfect.
and take themselves way too seriously
like all that tanning is really going to do them any good
and awwwllll that makeup
and awwwllll that time at the gym
when they’re just gonna hit up a few parties and down brews just to fight that beer belly in the end. and be slutty and let men do them up the a’s just so that feel bad about themselves...
wanna laugh, guys!?
OK so here’s the lyrics to Pearl Jam’s “Better Man”
Waitin’, watchin’ the clock, it’s four o’clock, it’s got to stop Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech As he opens the door, she rolls over… Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
hahahhaha okay so when i was little….
i used to think that her ‘practicing her...
the BEARS.
AMAZZZING game tonight.
the vikes are playing the giants next week. of couuurrrsee i’m gonna root for my G-Men but it made me think twice about it. since i’m all into favre&thevikings lately.
in other news, i can hardly move.
in other other news, they call ur display picture on this site an “avatar”. i got all excited thinking it was gonna turn me into a...
P90X- you will LITERALLY be the death of me.
fainted while doing the polymetrics with ma man, tony horton.
IT WAS THE VASO VAGEL. IM NNNOOOTTT INCAPABLE OF DOING P90X. SO DONT GET IT TWISTED.
I hate drugs.
I tried to do my hair today and could barely lift my arms. I love P90X. I’m definitely feeling the burn.
this is a mess.
My heart throbs. It beats in heavy darkness. My eyes search the room in tune with the pulse but come up empty handed. There’s nothing left to do but sleep.
In the course of one day a person could think of a million things to worry about: bills, terrorism, the kids, presentations, rape, an unzipped fly, natural disasters, tripping in public, so on and so forth but rarely do people think of all...
i was getting sad, so i thought i'd bring this... →
Merry Christmas!
i just gotta show da world my new fudgin' haiiir...
I dream of the day that guilt doesn’t ride me; drags me to water because it knows I’ll drink. It grows like a spreading fungus on my brain, and sticks to my skin like drizzling rain on a humid day.
I don’t mind treading on uncertainty, because i know somewhere beneath my consciousness that there’s a place where hope strives. It stirs in my stomach in the morning, i feel...
OK SO.
i’m putting myself up to a musical challenge.
play 1 song, in front of a camera, everyday.
to see how much I age, how much I suck, and if I’ll ever get better.
if I don’t, in 2015 I’ll perform seppuku (ritualistic japanese style suicide used by samurai back in the day, dduuuhhhh) and i’ll also film that. for your sick viewing pleasure.
so ready set go- my first...
I really feel like writing right now, sending it to Tom, and playing music till I die.
listening to Sheryl for evaaa.
i’m leavin’ Las Vegassssss
I’m going over my sister’s house to see her cute tiny tree and help bathe my tiny nephew. lots of tiny today. tiny hiney.
i wish we could control our dreams. cause i hate having ones that make me think too much about things i don’t ever want to think about again. but hopefully hangin’ out with my sister will help me feel better. :)
i think getting a batman tattoo is the dumbest shit in America.
I don’t feel like it’s Christmas, maybe because my house is a dementor that sucks the soul and happiness out of everyone who inhabits it. It’s going to suck not opening presents with my sister. I don’t know how I will wake up if she’s not going to be jumping on my bed. growing up is a joke.
wah wah...
Everyone should get a tumblr. and tell me about it. so I can stalk you.
I know you have a heavy heart, I can feel it when...
“What I wanna do is write my songs and make my records and go and play them for...”
– Conor Oberst
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