January 2009
PROTIP
planettampon:
Don’t marry a man whose last name is ‘Raper’ if your first name is ‘Di’ because when you get a job at a company where they shortform your name for emails it’s always going to be ‘diaper@business.com.au’ and make me laugh uncontrollably for five minutes.
At least it’s not as bad as madonna pornabello or whatever her name is who is madporn365@nhusd.ca.k12.us or however that...
yay for bfs in punk bands?
Taylor: then why don't you quit?
maxrules69: haha cause then ill get bored.
maxrules69: ill just write new songs or somthing. all the old songs suck.
maxrules69: like who the fuck thought nicktoons rule would be a good song?
Taylor: Omid
She was so beautiful, 400 pounds and saggy in places you couldn’t imagine. Her vagina was so deep, you could hide in it if ever needed. She blew the snot out of her nose so harmoniously and always farted to set the tone of conversation… I am so immediately in love.
I’m gonna jump the walls and run. I wonder if they’ll miss me. I won’t miss them. The cemetery is my home, I want to be a part of it. Invisible even to the night. Then I’ll read poetry to the stones. Maybe one day I’ll be one of them: wise and silent. Waiting for some one to love me. Waiting for some one to kiss me. I’m fifteen years old and I feel it’s...
what the fuck is this bullshittttt just let me be narcissistic for like two seconds pleaseeeeeeee ughhh i’m stir-crazy why aren’t you???
everything was wasted tasted face it kid you were never what they waanted
The cinderella story was cute and so is my used shirt i got for four dollars at hot topic in the eighth grade i’m wearing it right now and I’m gonna wear it tomorrow too because I can do what I want and live my life and life’s great isn’t it?
alright i’m ready to stop sucking… any time now, God…
Yesterday, tired and disoriented, I woke up, got out of bed and then went back to sleep.
This morning, tired and disoriented, I woke up, and then went back to sleep.
I am so angry at all of this, I feel like I’m swimming in molasses.
I don’t even care that I sound every kind of gay when I say it, but figure skating is so liberating, i love love love it so much.
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i think i need a hug… if i liked being touched.
i need to just let everything go
you. So that’s what I really think, and it would be nice to tell you that I have a better reason than that, but I really don’t, and I really don’t think I could ever think of a better one than that, because I’m really not that great person that you’re waiting for me to become, that you “see glimpses of”. That’s not me, and I can’t keep you...
