April 2009
“boys, set the terror level at code brown, because i need to change my...”
– =
March 2009
Second trip to ihop
A teen dude just walked by with his friends, stared at us, turned around, came right up to the window and flashed me his balls. =
does this actually work?
i cut up my Hot Hot Heat shirt and i want the edges to curl up, and i need it to shrink a bit. i rinsed it in hot water and now i’m drying it on the high setting for cotton. yes? no?
yo carlovely
i think everyone’s dashboards need a pic of you and New York.
hook us up.
Dear American Hi-Fi,
i get it, i’m just the flavor of the week. stfu.
love, Mandy
Dear Gabe Saporta,
remember that time your mic stand fell off the stage in new hampshire and hit the girl that clawed/bit me in the face? i do. thanks for that, i knew you had my back.
love, Mandy
“Rainbow Veins” - Owl City
it is...
ryanhayden:
classicfadedmoon:
Hey, You’re crazy bitch But you fuck so good, I’m on top of it When I dream, I’m doing you all night Scratches all down my back to keep me right on
Some time ago a boy told me this song reminded him of me. That this was our song. Of course, I told him to go fuck himself, and stopped talking to him. But I still wonder, how crazy can I be to remind someone of me...
“EWWWWWWWWWWWW. GET ME OUT OF THE CAR! I CAN’T BE IN HERE ANYMORE!...”
– screamed h.greer as she dramatically pretended to claw at the window and fling herself at the car door after telling her what a certain boy and i did.
charming. i guess it was a bad idea, just like i realized after the fact.
“we’re blowing off gay people so we can go blow bubbles in the park. what...”
– nm
i hate when i feel this way.
you make me feel worthless, you make me feel objectified, you make me feel ugly, you make me feel fat, you make me feel stupid, you make me feel unimportant, you make me feel immature, you make me feel invisible, you make me feel wrong, but worse, you feel so right. fix me. fix this.
why is it
that i contradict myself constantly.
i only want things that are good for me, yet do bad things.
i say i’m over things, but obssess over them non-stop.
i think i’m beautiful, but pick myself apart.
i don’t let others manipulate me, but i’m in a bad mood because of others.
and right now. this mood, these feelings, one person could fix them.
i’m independent. yet...
who thought that brokencyde was a good idea?
carlovely:
those assholes should jump off a cliff.
carly. we need to have words.
My Phonee
bridgetbbycakes:
jessockx3:
bridgetbbycakes:
is downstairs. I always get really paranoid that someone is going to text me with something important when I don’t have my phone on me, but I’m always too lazy to do anything about it :P I don’t want to get up and findddd ittt. That also means I have to start studying for French. Hmph
i heard my mom come in my room this morning and i was...
to all the ER fans
i have never watched ER once in my life, yet when i saw the Finale commercial, i was heartbroken. after such a long run, it’s over.
you all must be devastated.
worst
bridgetbbycakes:
jessockx3:
mandalina:
ihop experience ever.
i can’t even describe it, because i’m going to get enraged all over again.
FUCKKK MY LIFEEEEEE.
I can’t believe how shitty Vermont Ihop is.
FUCK that shit.
????? What happened?
apparently we didn’t have an actual waiter, we had a host who had to take orders because they were short staffed, but this host was...
worst
ihop experience ever.
i can’t even describe it, because i’m going to get enraged all over again.
OH.MY.GOD.
ng threw our rare penny in his tip jar. Its gone.=
This homeless man is telingus about his grandfather who was known as a multi-billionaire even though he had “trillions and zillions”. He worked at friendly’s in the 80’s, just for the heck of it, mcdonald’s in the 90’s for a few weeks for the heck of it. He can go into the dollar store and with ten feet of leather he can make necklaces and sell them. He also has...
“I got the right to put up a fight
but not quite cause you cut off my light
But...”
– my life at the moment.
"HEY"
“I EXISTTTTTTT!!!!!”
“Slam Crunk” by Holiday Parade
i am officially a juvenile delinquent
last night i did something so immature, yet so satisfying.
nm decided since there were all these people walking around downtown in the pouring rain, he thought they were stupid and wanted to get back at them by throwing water balloons. so we went to walmart and got water balloons, and decided that filling them with glitter would be hilarious.
then we went to nb’s dorm and totally trashed...
suhweet
the boy i gave a beej to is driving the boy i’m crushing on to work.
i’m sure there’s going to be some lovely conversation.
at least tay can pass on the word that i’m excellent.
what a silver lining.
“bamf-let. like a pamphlet”
– tuckerrrr.
cleaning out my car and getting ready to go downtown i guess.
so, about my car
everyone knows, if you have trash you just throw it in back on the floor. apparently that’s getting a little out of hand. i’m aware that there is WAY too much trash on the floor back there, but i just never spend the time to clean it up. i don’t sit in the back, what do i care?
it’s one thing when i had three gay boys in my car and they were like “honey, we need to...
