December 2010
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Dammit Tina Fey, I love you.
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Aye, Sydney.
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wwiao:
oh my god
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Oh yeah,
I watched the eclipse last night! I came, I saw, I photodocumented.
Your bf's about to get f'd in the b.
Title unrelated.
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ALL FOOD SEEMS ABOUT AS APPEALING AS CARDBOARD.
Which really sucks, seeing as I’m freaking hungry. I’m watching my weight slip into the 90s, and can’t pin point a single food that seems at all appetizing. I need to learn how to cook, or at least grocery shop properly. Then I need to learn how to be hungry without drinking...
xxxmas party, click click
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Clean Break.
Make it a clean break Make it a fast cut Don’t wanna feel the ache Don’t wanna keep the rush Parts of me I don’t need anymore can go Don’t bother with the table We can do it on the floor God knows I am sure Make it a clean break Make it a fast cute Don’t wanna feel the ache Don’t wanna keep the rush Don’t need more anesthetic Oh And no more last regrets...
I’m in huge sweat pants, wife beater, no make up, and unbrushed hair and I feel super pretty. Maybe it’s because I’m blaaaaaaaaaaaazed.
I just want to fix everyone and everything that’s broken. It’s compulsive.
Done, done, done!
HUZZZAAAAH!
I think I’ll celebrate by making a munster and feta grilled cheese.
And then indulging in a beer or 5.
the little things.
I needed some french fries to cope with starting yet AGAIN on this fucking project, this time for slicing my finger with the exacto while scoring pages and got blood all over it. Any who, I go to Wendy’s and end up waiting in line for close to 20 minutes. It was pretty slow. It honestly didn’t bother me, I was mentally planning in my head, but the old people in front of me started to...
Missed connection.
Oh beautifully huge garden spider that built your web right by gate at my apartment, where have you gone?
I enjoyed seeing you everyday when I would roll down my window and punch in the magic gate numbers. I looked forward to it.
We had a connection. I wanted to take your picture, you seemed so camera ready. Now you’re gone! Your empty web swings with the breeze with out your massive...
Welp, it is proving a lot harder than I originally thought to study after a few beers. I guess that proves that I am slightly light weight? All I know is I had to spell check the fuck out of this post.
Art History final, you are going DOWN tomorrow. With or without my slight intoxication.
Am I the only tard that doesn’t know how to reply to tumblr posts?
Yeah, I think so.
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:D
I got exactly what I wanted last night.
Confused/overwhelmed/exhausted
Awesome. I started crying in class. I didn’t even mean to. Like one of those awkward boners that just spring up out of nowhere. I was trying to explain myself and I get so flustered and on top of everything else it just came out. Annnnnd, I feel like an idiot. Who the fuck cries at school?
I’m so ready for this semester to be done. I have so much to do in so little time. It’s...
sexxy.
I need:
a redo
an allnighter
some motivation
a hug. the naked kind.
I don’t feel pretty today.
My face feels puffy.
Ole Puffyface Schaub is what they are going to call me.
I’m getting some good sleep tonight, dammit.
Finally.
This one time I ate fire.