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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Writing.

"Writing is easy. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein." Red Smith










.....Can someone hand me a knife?

Sunday, July 3, 2011

:)

Friday, July 1, 2011

:)

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

That Movie.

Oh Lord.
I Fucking Love Bridesmaid.

Monday, May 23, 2011

:)

Monday, May 9, 2011

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Sunday, May 8, 2011

:)

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Red Amp.

Red Amp tastes like the carbonated version of my childhood.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

:)

" I'm killing time while I wait for life to shower me with meaning and happiness."
Bill Watterson

Friday, April 15, 2011

:)


Thursday, April 14, 2011

:)

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

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Monday, April 11, 2011

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Sunday, April 10, 2011

:)








Saturday, April 9, 2011

Gotta Love Facebook.

PERIODS SUCK
Days when your flow is just so heavy that
you just wanna shove a fucking
ShamWow up your vagina.



Oh the magical things I find on you, Madam Facebook.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

pictures.



Sunday, April 3, 2011

pictures.


Thursday, March 31, 2011

I would bang this nemo.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Pictures.

















Wednesday, March 23, 2011

read it.

http://ikillwhatifuck.tumblr.com/post/4043796784


read it.



now.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Norway.

It seems to me that all the Norwegian people I come across are far better people, then anyone else I have ever met.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

I want to do this. Who will join me?

Thursday, March 17, 2011

bed.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Foods.

Foods such as kiwi and pineapple can make genital secretions sweet. Dairy products, meat, and alcohol are generally thought to worsen the taste.

no explanations.

Most of the time I feel like I need to explain something.

Like when I was telling a story to my friends to day. It was about my brother. Out of the five of us, only one didn't understand because we have not known each other that long, so I had to explain why the story was funny.

Most of the time, I can not talk to someone with out having to explain something. Sometimes I feel weird, and explain to them before hand. Or they expect an explanation afterwords. Sometimes I don't have one for them. Or I don't really even understand the reasoning. I sometimes wonder why I need to explain. Why do I have the urge to? Why do they want me to? I don't understand. (always).

Lately I am tired of explaining. I don't want to tell you how transitional metals differ from the rest of the periodic table. I don't want to tell you why I had a bad day at school. I do not want to discuss why I feel so separated from my best friend. I don't want to have to break down the reasons why I find being alone seems less lonely lately.

Sometimes, I just want to throw something out into the world, and not be held responsible for having to dissect every aspect of it.