January 2012
today was awesome.
got to see Mike and got a punx mix cd. about to listen!!
came home for a bit, got a call from Matty, went to Ang’s and shot the shit for a while, drove around, and ended up in Wal-Mart and they bought us face masks.
i just got home and i am so fucking beat but today rules.
blaggot:
petition to ban kreayshawn and v-nasty from opening their mouths
the awkward moment when you just KNOW someone's a...
dande1ionhands:
i’ll trafe yo ueverything i own for a botttle of bleach and a super lowng swirly straw
the icing on the cake today was my dad calling me fat and telling me I don’t need a slice of cake. He doesn’t eat cake, why would he bring it home?
there are bigger problems than what other people are wearing. Even if you think you are ‘rebelling’ against society you’re still stuck in your small bubble.
raivology:
Guys don’t worry serial killers are still on the loose but at least now people can’t download Baby Got Back for their ringtone.
God bless the FBI.
So the internet rose up and defeated SOPA and PIPA...
early-onset-of-night:
that the government could do what those laws gave it the power to do all along. Should we be shocked? Not if we are over ten years old. The government, you see, can do WHATEVER it wants, WHENEVER it wants. The laws are numerous enough and vague enough that they can be interpreted anyway the government wants to interpret them. They are like the Bible that way. But is it...
mikefuckingscandle:
laughingalonewithautoresponder:
gaymzee:
“i’m so depressed,” posted the caucasian heterosexual cisgender teenage girl on her blog
“I’m so depressed” posted the person who is clinically depressed and who cannot help their depression despite their privilege because depression does not exclusively affect certain groups.
boom, roasted
“You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much...”
– C. JoyBell C. (via drowsybears)
the pocketmouse: What Happens If You Fall In Love... →
worhal:
Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep...
Book fairs were the shit.
thestreetlights:
Motherfucking Scholastic
Book
Orders
YES
Everyone who doesn't drive: "I LOVE THE SNOW!!!!"
A Note on Anti-Blackness/Colorism from Non-Whites.
thegoddamazon:
It exists. And you may think I have an anecdote for everything race-related, but hey, that’s what happens when you’re proud of a heritage that the country you live in tells you is worth no more than the shit on the sidewalk, right? That’s what happens when you make the “mistake” of being Black in a society built on keeping you in a position of worthlessness and subservience....
“Let me bathe my soul in colours;
let me swallow the sunset and drink the...”
– Khalil Gibran (via faitsss)
shutupmexican:
queenqueefs:
remember: you can’t spell “valentine’s Day” without “anal destiny”