January 2011
a year ago, yeah. that was happenning wasn’t it? oh well, things happen, things change, our hearts hopes and feelings get rearranged.
December 2010
WHO UNFOLLOWED ME???? I WILL RAIN DOWN HELLFIRE UPON YOUR VILLAGE AND CHILDREN!!!!!!
3 tags
on any Sunday is currently on fuel tv. you shoulld all be dropping your computers and running to see this.
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3 tags
my aunt and uncle won an orange county chopper. I don’t like those bikes at all, stretched out, useless, unrideabe show pieces. but I’m still kind of jealous, I mean, I’d just sell it and buy a bike you can ride, but still, they couldn’t appreciate it less.
sardines, oreos and mtn dew for dinner
college here I come.
xmas list
big twin
cadillac emblems
black denim vest
my mother said that i was born in the wrong era today. im glad im not the only one who thinks so.
how does that grab you?: Sometimes I realize that... →
jacqrivard:
Sometimes I realize that the only person truly testing me is myself
I wish I had more reason to defend what I believe
It would solidify those beliefs more
And I wonder how I got so opinionated
Where along the lines did things go right and wrong?
All I know is I can’t stand to have someone…
Shirley
You’re my biological grandmother. I haven’t seen you since I was maybe 15. Every year you send me a card for my birthday, Christmas, and maybe a few other holidays throughout the year. Your last card called me a “special grandson”, you don’t know that, you dont know me. You walked away from your family when my mother and her sisters were barely old enough to cook and...
i love how when you click the thumbs down button on pandora that it gets so apologetic about playing a song you didnt like, its all “we’re sorry, we won’t play that song on this station ever again” and you can just tell that pandora is just quivering and pouting and hoping you dont beat it for playing a song you didnt like. i find it hilarious.
fuck this, it is sooooo my bedtime. :)
oh right, i actually wanted to do work tonight.
if procrastinating was swimming, i could swim really fucking well.
i feel so wierd and left out.
Burn rubber, not bridges
why is it that none of my serious writing gets reblogged, but the stupid stuffi post does.
RAD TUMBLR RAD
When you realize you arent 12, text me again. ok?
citing shakespeare just seems so wierd
excuse while i put my face through the wall with the sheer confusion as to why that just happened.
for someone who complains about my taste in movies,my dad stays awful long when it comes to the lapdance scene in Domino
Nostalgia
that feeling you get when you’re happy, and immediately depressed when you see anything that reminds you of someone or something you once had, did, loved etc.
to the asshole on my street that cant keep their stupid fucking horses in their own pasture:
next time i chase YOUR horses out of MY pasture, i’ll be doing it with a shotgun. ya jackass.
i dont care how “free” you want your horses to feel, they can feel free in your yard. and if they dont, i suggest you board them somewhere else, or sell them if your yard is not enough space....
hamlet.
i have never had less motivation to write a paper.
“It’s on these dusty back-roads, weaving through valleys, passing through cold...”
– L.A. (via lanthorn)
cant tell if that was directed at me or not. it probably wasnt. but im still kind of offended. its just unnecessary.
winter rides are so great, but i still want to live in the desert to avoid them. haha