Guys, remember when my blog was quality?
lamesauce-: Me neither.
bavarde: “How does it feel to be heartless?” His voice was soft as he asked and she stared him straight in the eyes. “I’m not heartless. I’m saving my heart for someone who deserves it.”
Mom: *grabs crackers*Me:MOM!!!Mom: Hey, don’t take my crackers.Me:Hey, don’t take MY crackers. I licked them!!Mom: Well that was a mistake because I rubbed arsenic all over them. So you have about an hour. I love my family(:
It’s the sound that makes me punch infants!– Dane Cook
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lamesauce-: I don’t understand the logic behind this.
bavarde: With closed eyes she lay in bed, tossing and turning in waves of sleep. Her mind wouldn’t rest, couldn’t rest. Thoughts lined up like dominoes, each triggering restlessness. For thinking meant wondering that triggered worrying, which became over-analyzing. This commenced sleepless nights, such as this one, where she remained wide-awake in cogitation, wishing she was tangled in him.
Jack Johnson can calm me down like nothing else can.
No, I do not want to dye my hair like a professional.– Grey Talkington
I love goodnight texts
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
I’m sleep deprived. And Excited about my hair appointment tomorrow..
Can you drive really slow to let me get all my thoughts out?– Sunday Night Conversations
Still tryin to figure out what to post on here. I’m sure I’ll get it. I mean, I’m like the queen of twitter. #hashtags #imabeast
I’m such a flirt. I really should stop……but i don’t think thats gonna happen.(; Oh and I’m getting a haircut & getting it coloredd. Dark. Yessir(;
Pretty Little Liarzzz!
Tonight. And i’m not watching it. Lamesauce.