February 2010
I'm going to be flooding your dash soon.
I haven’t posted much all weekend but I’ve been liking stuff whenever I got on. So here it comes. Don’t hate me.
Wait, hold that thought, Big Love is on. Need an hour haha.
On my birthday, my mom and I got in a fight about...
skellz:
useyourillusion:
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I wonder where that Kodak moment went.
Middle child = wild child.
so badass
More like fucking ridiculous on both our parts haha.
the story is such a quintessential american image. middle fingers flying, girls not wearing panties, perfect lol
That’s my family, the corrupted version of the american image.
There is neither happiness nor unhappiness in the world; there is only the...
– The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
January 2010
Remember when I swore I'd never go to another high...
Looks like I’m keeping good on my promise :)
Glad we’re all back off the bandwagon.
I think my whole neighborhood can hear the Santana...
e-rockandroll:
useyourillusion:
Corazon Espinado!
Let’s tango.
god damnit, why must you be so cool. number pleazzz???
You taught me well love. 623 760 4116 ;)
I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P.
Some panties & a tee, my new ipod, my huge stereo, my doggy, and my brosef are all I need tonight :)
Formspring.me
Hey, awesome tumblr- just wanted to know if that was you in your picture; if so your gorgeous :)
Heeeey, yes it was, thanks :)
haha I refuse to tell you my tumblr name. Lets see how far stubborness gets you there, sweetheart.
FUCK! I guess I just can’t admire you back. Fine.
Ask me anything darling.
My dog and I just chased eachother in circles...
What is my life?
I actually have the most interesting conversations...
Me: By the time I go to college I'll be stripping to pay for tuition.
Dad: Yeah, maybe.
Mom: No, you won't have to honey.
Dad: I knew a girl who drove a corvette, went to ASU, had an apartment and paid for it all with stripping.
I love slutty girls. I'm gonna hang out with my...
I’ve got a soft spot for them really. They’re the funnest.
I like The Beatles. I just think they're...
(via fortruthisalwaysstrange)
THERE IT IS.
My family are the kind of people that don't mind...
I have to give them credit.
I love you, man.
Good to have my favorite brother back.
I mean, he just brought me bagel bites.
I remember it vividly, love. I've been walking...
-Say Anything
It annoys me that my hair can't fully get over my...
Driving home from the eye doctor...
Me: I really want to smoke hookah.
Mom: You haven't yet? Thats a shock.
Me: Nope, I'm a good girl, remember!
Mom: Good one. But if your gonna do it you should probably wait...
Me: Till its legal?
Mom: No until your allergies aren't so bad. It might make your asthma act up. Probably sometime around April you'll be fine.
Me: :O
Hahah I love my mom.
T T T T T TINAAAA! Me, you, Tina. Let's do it. Let's at least hang. God, she loves me. I appreciate it. It's genuine. It's a beautiful thing.
Haha I couldn't believe she said that! It was so funny. And I was like I just wanna do it to blow O's because I hear its hard and she's like uh no? You could do it with a cigarette. And I was like can not! And she's like I can. And gets all competitive. It was so great. But yes! She loves you. SOooooon : )
Oh man, our mothers with all their...wisdom. You've been missing out on some epic Luci shit. Perhaps this weekend.
Your hands. My body. Thank you very much.
This bottle of Stephens awakens ancient feelings.
You know you can't give me what I need, and even...
I just yelled at you in my dream. It was amazing.
I managed to spill painty glaze all over myself...
Picture by Kid Rock & Sheryl Crow.
Possibly my favorite song to sing. All alone right now, but usually with Colbs in the shower with our voices echoing off the walls. We duet.
My mother just bent over me, stuck her face in my boobs and went, “Hey girls!”
We have a boob confrontation just about everyday.
A year later, the situation persists but the...
Oh yeah, I guess I don't love you.
Me: I'm not butthurt, I'm just curious to know if that's how it really is, because it makes sense.
Him: Yeah, that's how I feel. You're a good friend but I wouldn't say I love you, brother sister friend love.
Me: I've known you for five years, but you're just a dick. It actually makes sense because we barely talk anymore. It's okay though, this is what happens when guys get pussy whipped. I guess I don't love you.
This was actually a drawn out conversation. Not only did this actually show me that this is true now, it only proved something I've always known. We've never loved each other in a "friend" way and we seem to be unable to do it. Ha, but you'll probably come in class tomorrow and say you're sorry and that you love me, but I don't even want that. Because apparently it doesn't work for us and I actually enjoyed this knowledge. Or you're just so paranoid about anything you say to me, including a friendly I love you, because it's deeper than that. Anyways, suck my dick. You're going to be another one of those kids whose slutty girlfriend cheats on them or even just goes out of town like last time and you'll be flooding my inbox. You can't even look me in the eye when you say this while I smile back at you.
I'm wearing jeans that I thought grew out of.
Damn, it feels good to be a gangster.
The whole no appetite thing probably made this happen though.
Bryce: I'm just gonna go down to NAU and pound everything.
Me: Fuck everything with a pulse.