Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Writing.
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Sunday, July 3, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
That Movie.
Oh Lord.
I Fucking Love Bridesmaid.
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Labels: Bridesmaid
Monday, May 23, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Red Amp.
Red Amp tastes like the carbonated version of my childhood.
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Sunday, April 17, 2011
:)
" I'm killing time while I wait for life to shower me with meaning and happiness."
Bill Watterson
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Labels: quote
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
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.
Posted by Lizz at 1:39 PM 0 comments
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
read it.
http://ikillwhatifuck.tumblr.com/post/4043796784
read it.
now.
Posted by Lizz at 5:44 PM 0 comments
Labels: Kuchisake Onna, scary, The Slit-Mouth Woman
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.
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Labels: Norway
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
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.
Posted by Lizz at 9:01 PM 0 comments
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.
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