February 2011
132.
fuck yeah more haikus don’t think I forgot, you fiends. silly worker bees.
January 2011
this is my 4,000th tumblr post.
I’ve concluded a number of things from this.
I post way too often. I post way too much. Tumblr has become a counter productive part of my life. I have a folder of 3.5k images for tumblr posting. I’ve written more in the past 10 months than I have in years, just to post it on here. I’ve met a few really cool people because of this odd little website. I’m totally addicted...
ciel-errant asked: moonshine sunshine i love you!
sacraqp started following you
Thanks for the follow. :> I just got off work and smell like butt and shame. Butt and Shame.
Random fact about my blog, I write a bunch of stuff and throw it on here. WHO KNEW? Keep following, I’m almost to 4k posts.
Your left index finger is now a gun that just went...
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She was my ray of sunshine on the cloudy day that was my life. She always seemed to understand what a tragedy it was that I woke up every morning. She met me at the bus stop with a lukewarm pop tart and ceramic coffee cup of chocolate milk each day. She didn’t even have anywhere to go. She waited for my bus to come and watched me get on, sipping the last of my milk and smiling. “Go get...
So I wrote “I love you” to a friend who left me a really lovely message and felt myself getting ready to cry because I really meant it. I haven’t felt like that with anyone else in a long time.
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When I woke up the bathroom didn’t smell like old skin and ecstasy sweat anymore. It smelled like flowers and perfume… and Head and Shoulders. I was still curled at the far end with my feet out the door. She had laid a blanket over my side and aimed the shower head straight down so she could shower without waking me. Even with the blanket, I was soaked. My shirt was missing and in its place my...
Tried to go to Tumblr
voteforcody:
went here instead
http://tmblr.com/
ahaahahaahHAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAH
Clementine: I feel like a little self destruction would be good for me.
LollipopTwat: The only destruction you need is of those walls you put up to keep people from getting to know you.
Clementine: I said a little self destruction, not a fucking suicide.
I watched her pick at the frayed and torn edges of the baggie as we sat in the middle of the living room floor. Most of the people had left, others were outside mulling around before finding the next party. With the drugs wearing off, she looked so sad and dejected. “What’s wrong?” I finally asked, laying my fingertips over the baggie so she couldn’t fidget anymore. Her hands fell still but she...
Write me a letter. (nvm I did it myself)
Dear _SEX____, I __SEX__ you. You have ___SEX___. You make me ____SEX___. You should ___SEX____. Someday I will ___SEX___. You + me = ____SEX____. If I saw you now I’d _______SEX___. I want to ___SEX_____ you. I would build a ____SEX___ just for you. If I could sing you any song it
would be ____SEX_____.
We could _____SEX_____ under the stars. ___SEX___ from, ________SEX_______ ...
callmemisterfahrenheit:
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Via biancaolecrab.
my god they’re so stupid but they’re so cute. >_>;;