DAMNIT JON AND AARON!!!
AAI AAI AAI
I AM YOUR BUTTERFLY
I NEED YOUR PROTECTION! NEED YOUR PROTECTION!
April 2010
March 2010
Take this job and shove it.
Pep Talk: So you got shit-canned, eh? That sucks… but now you’re freeeeeeeeeee! Good riddance to all the same old crap you’ve been putting up with for months now. You can storm out! Cause a scene! What are they going to do, fire you? Too late for that, mother fuckers. You’re on to bigger and better, baby.
Today remind yourself: Take this job and shove it.
THIS.
Is relevant to my life.
Earth Hour 2010 →
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Some rather nifty pictures (that you can “turn on and off”) taken during Earth Hour.
Backstory: The girl we are being cunty about is rather large in the waist area.
- Me: Do you think he likes her?
- Bennita: I dunno, but she's got lot and lot and LOTS of baggage... and she's got a kid.
Hey!
There is a lot of porn on my dash this afternoon.
You peeps are dirty.
Flashback →
funnyjunk.com
Fucking click this shit ya chodes.
[[Bonches too]]
Fuck The Pain Away
Peaches
Peaches - Fuck The Pain Away
Don't. Panic.
Everyone, I’ve lost my owl ring aka Archimedes [named after Merlin’s owl not the inventor]
I’m sure it’s somewhere in my pig-stye of a house.
I’m so sad.
UPDATE!
Aaron just reminded me that while I was inebriated at his house on Wednesday, I took my ring off and put it on his desk.
Hopefully it’s still there.
Day= better.
Carry on with your lives.
you are so young, so feel alive: March 27, 2004 →
fireinyoureyes.tumblr.com
Ever since 6th grade, March 27th has always been a significant day. When I was in 6th grade, there was this boy in my class named Richie. He lived with his dad (Richard), his dad’s girlfriend (Janet), his little brother (Jacob), and his half-brother (Joshua).
Richie was definitely the class clown…
HAVE A HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!1!
l'arte d'arrangiarsi;: Sometimes the thing that ruins my day the most is having something... →
52hearts.tumblr.com
Sometimes the thing that ruins my day the most is having something funny happen to me and finding that the only person I want to tell about it is the person whom I’m slowly trying to burn bridges with because no one else would understand.
It’s almost like finding leftover secrets in your pocket…
Hi, yeah… stop watching me.
I just had a similar coversation with my ex like, last night. I made him some brownies for his birthday [Sunday] and on the top of them I put a design that only he could appreciate. [It was quite nerdy] I told him, myself, and others, that I made these brownies for him because I didn’t have nerdy enough friends who would like it as much as him.
I’m sure that’s not 100% true, but it’s what I keep telling everyone.
Every now and then I’ll send him a picture I know he’ll like, or a text with an inside joke. I hope he realizes that it’s not me trying to “get back together” or “get in his pants”. It’s more so me making sure that our friendship, the realationship we had together before sexy-time, is still there.
And that I miss it sometimes.