February 2012
19 posts
3 tags
7 tags
Thisiswhyyou'remybestfriend(:
Him: Hohoho
Me: Santa?
Him: No I was counting my hoes
Me: Only three? Damn
Him: I know :(
Me: I have none D;
Him: D;
Me: Unloved
Him: Loved
Me: Yeah you cuz you got 3 hoes D:
Him: Get emo hair bitches love emo hair
Me: I don't want bitches. I want sex gods.
Him: Well you can't have me
Me: Good cuz...i didn't want you anyways Dx
Him: Oya fer sure
Me: :c im lying
Him: What if your daughter claimer batman raped her? I'd move on to the spiderman costume
Me: I. LOVE. Spiderman.
Him: Spideysex?
Me: Yes.
Him: Spidey3waywithbatman?
Me: NO. I only like spiderman.
Him: I wonder if spidermans cums webs
Me: I'd love to find out omg.
♥
2 tags
I love my bestfriend.
Everytime I hang out with you, I say it’s the best day ever because, well, any day I’m with you IS the best day ever. I tend to get awkward when looking in peoples eyes but I LOVE looking in yours and feel like I could do it forever. And when you hold my hand or put your arm around me, I feel safe c: I love hugging you and wish I could be in your arms ALL the day. I’ve never been...
We'll Find Two Destinations: Tumbleweed In The... →
loving-leonardo:
I’m Jack, Jack Dawson. I have nowhere to go, and no family to stay with. I’m essentially a tumbleweed blowing in the wind. I had to get out of Wichita Falls, if they would’ve found me they would’ve out me in a foster home or put me up for adoption. Good thing I was the one to find my parents…
If you played with Barbies,
Polly Pockets,
Beanie Babies,
Tamagotchies,
Slip N’ Slide,
And Furbies,
Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls
On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,
Wrote with Gel Pens,
Wore butterfly clips,
And Snap Bracelets,
And remember watching these guys:
You are a 90s kid.
I forgot about hit clips!!!!
i remember doing ALL of...
I do both Jay and Jane ;)
January 2012
6 posts
Baby Harp Seal Conversations
legiterallyy:
thefrogman:
[photos from Daily Mail]
HONKSHOO<3
D’awwwwwwwwww<3
sexybritishllama:
no cough syrup
you are not ‘grape flavoured’
have you ever tasted a grape
you taste like death and the tears of small children
not fucking grape
Lets just live in this moment and pretend like we own it.
– “Growing Old” by Parade The Day