December 2009
16 posts
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(307): burritoes are like sleeping bags for ground beef
And we are the sleeping bears that come accross the sleeping campers. OM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM.
I think I need school
cesya:
sammity:
Whenever I am not in school, and I am not prompted to think a certain way, find a certain thing, or solve a certain problem, my mind wanders all over the place and walks in circles.
It goes around the people I have met and the movies I have seen and the things I have done and wonder if they have anything to do with each other.
I drink more.
I smoke more.
I make more...
I think I need school
Whenever I am not in school, and I am not prompted to think a certain way, find a certain thing, or solve a certain problem, my mind wanders all over the place and walks in circles.
It goes around the people I have met and the movies I have seen and the things I have done and wonder if they have anything to do with each other.
I drink more.
I smoke more.
I make more mistakes and I have more...
cesya:
I met this guy. We had dinner. We danced. He took me home. He kissed me goodnight. He’s not super interesting, just smart, and nice, and funny. And for some reason, I just want to take him across the country in a shitty station wagon. I want to show him the universe from an airplane window flying over the ocean in the middle of the night. I want to take him out of his comfort zone. I want...
“Screaming in the dark, I howl when we’re apart
Drag my teeth across your chest...”
– (via delicatelybruised) (via satanlovesyou)
Booty calls are the worst
But when you put ‘lol’ at the end of everything so you don’t sound like a creep (Which makes you sound more like an asshole) then they become the worst of the worst.
No pooooooooon for yoooooooou!
It's time for a new Tattoo.
I’m saving money anyway for my roadtrip in March, might as well annoy my best friend with more of that ink he hates, right?
Thats not the reason I want it, but it is kind of funny that I am probably going to be skipping out on a few on-the-road meals to get a tattoo, with the money I am saving to see the only person who hates the fact that I get them.
But I want another one. I have a lot...
I think I am going to save up all of my money, cover my back in tattoos, get owls on my wrists, too.
Pack up all the shit I can fit in my car.
And just drive the fuck away.