January 2011
44 posts
last day to be illegaly drunk ever
hide yo kids
hide yo wife
shit’s bout to get real.
this morning.
him: hey, guess what?
me: hmmm?
him: you look really happy right now.
damn. so you know.
life motto
“be pretty. take lives.”
thanks, 3 am drunk text.
my poor mom.
I didn’t think we could make her speechless anymore.but the fact that we can, well, that almost warms my heart.
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afghanipoppy:squashed:
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Egypt is an important U.S. ally—and we do a lot to help Mubarak stay in power. Making it costly for the U.S. to back up the Egyptian regime’s…
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gahddamn my ego.
5 minutes inbetween texts feels like aggggggggges.
it’s pathetic really. meh. hahaha.
there's an uncommon (yet unmistakable) lump in my...
stubborn fish bones of unsaid words.
I’m already mourning the loss of you. did you know that? already trying to forget, trying to undo.
there’s about to be a void in my life, but that’s nothing new. the thing that bothers me most, more than the idea of missing you, is what I’ll have to do to stop.
I almost wish for when this was uncomfortable.
When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a...
– Ann Druyan, talking about her dead husband Carl Sagan (via fuckyeahexistentialism, savagemike) (via hilarydanger)
and now I'm asleep in a car
I mean the world to a potty mouth girl with a pretty pair of blue eyed birds.
http://www.daytrotter.com/dt/iron-and-wine-concert/20054486-53261.html
it's settled. →
I’m going.
I ached for you today.
and that in and of itself terrifies me.
might need to just become a rich man's housewife
all I do in my free time is cook, bake, or plan the next meal I’m going to make.
I think I’m ok with it.
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chaosandcalamity:
ritzin:
ivebeenconfessed:
yeeeeeeeahhhhhh.
want. →
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you do realize
that everything, every little thing you’ve ever hated about me, were the things you hated about yourself.
you do realize
our demons have always been the same, except mine are under control.
you do realize.
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it's not a question of being honest with myself.
I’ve been doing that, hence the lack of sleep, and will to drink my face off. My nerves are shot. Where the fuck did you come from? Any moment with you makes me want to smile. And throw up. Shouldn’t care. Shouldn’t want you. Shouldn’t let you feed my fucking ego.
But I think we both know by now, shouldn’ts aren’t enough to make me stop.
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you
are flaky as fuuuuuuuuuck.
hedgehog's dilemma
I have this.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedgehog%27s_dilemma
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tattoo approval
whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
tits :)
you crept into my dream last night
it was the wrong you.