January 2011
longarms-hardknuckles asked: How was your little get together last night?
December 2010
longarms-hardknuckles asked: How was your little get together last night?
"I don't give a fuck if my words have grown old....
spenserknight:
Bane
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So take this with you to the west coast, a list of some things I would like most, and maybe you’ll find a few. I’ll make it up to you when you get home; steady and faithful as my anchor, trying to keep the water safer in the wake of this town, in the heart of my town.
and yea i kno i was gonna tell if i wana gonna...
that is what someone just said to me….what….?
We Organized Your Life - Into It. Over It.
when you're in a rough mosh pit
affectuous:
and some girl screams,
“CAN WE STOP PUSHING PLEASE, LIKE FUCK”
and everyone’s like,
I need a shopping intervention.
I bagged up 2 bags of HUGE garbage bags for Goodwill and I still have 2 dressers and and a closet full…
>_________<
brochak-deactivated20110921-dea asked: Is it cold in Michigan?
brochak-deactivated20110921-dea asked: Is it cold in Michigan?
WILL SOMEONE PLEASE
ask me something….it’s Tuesday….
Watchconnorpaul:
jakdd:
wow why have I not seen this before???
fuckkkkkk me
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youvegottoreachout asked: thank you for followingg!! you're really pretty =)
youvegottoreachout asked: thank you for followingg!! you're really pretty =)
I like you so much better when you're naked.
Shake Me Down - Cage the Elephant
I want more days like today.
Where I can cuddle in bed all day long.
Going on a date with Sam :)
misscoldroses:
I FINALLY GET TO GO ON A DATE.
Are we going to hold hands all night, too?
Duh.
Going on a date with Sam :)
Perfect eyes will have perfect aim.
sinking-feeling:
Perfect lies from a perfect dame.
Today is the last Sunday of 2010.
ohsosweetlove:
We managed to make it through all of today without bringing up the fact that my Grandma wasn’t with us, until the last gift. It was for my sister from our Aunt. It was a book that my Grandma’s friend had given to my Grandma after hearing the following story. (The story was typed out and inside the book).
One day when my sister was younger and at my Grandma’s they were baking...
I would never know her well enough to know her thoughts in those last minutes, would never know if she left us on purpose. But the not-knowing would not keep me from caring, and I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart.
