January 2012
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Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page...
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Since steroids are illegal for athletes, photoshop...
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2k12 Goals.
Considering that I do not make “New Year’s Resolutions,” here are my subsequent goals for 2012:
Move out of my step mother’s house and into a) my own apartment or b) a house with my sister. Pending discovery of the state of my and my sister’s relationship by the time we save enough money, of course. It varies from decent to worse.
Be a real vegetarian (NOT one who...
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I refuse
to post one of those sappy “what happened to me in 2011” blogs because reliving the last year (one of the worst in my life… and I have had some REALLY bad years, trust me) would be like digging up your dead and buried dog and staring at the bones like they’re going to dance for you.
And I just won’t do it.
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Promo :)
This lovely lady promoted me several months ago and I’d like to return the favor. She always posts cute stuff!
http://heartgrenade.tumblr.com/
http://heartgrenade.tumblr.com/
http://heartgrenade.tumblr.com/
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December 2011
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Facebook should have a limit on times you can...
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A day in the life of me and my best friend...
Steph: A CVS, at least. I should probably try other places, GOP.
Steph: *too
Me: Lol. How did it end up in all caps? Your texting can be really weird when you make mistakes. But it's ok, because it amuses me. :)
Steph: I think that's a company....
Me: Gop? Greatest Orthopedic Pediatricians?
Steph: Sure.
Me: Galactic Organic Pakistanis. Greenland Organization of Poodles.
Steph: I've totally heard of both of those!
Me: Galatian Omnivorous Primates. That's Bible primates, got it? Galatians! :D Giraffe Omnipotence Parades. Ghettysburg Orange Peruvians.
Steph: You're done. Well, I'm done responding.
Me: Not quite! One more! Green Ovarian Pranksters! Okay. I'm done. For now. :D
Steph: Giant Oscar Penises.
Me: Lol. Literally, lol. I did, I mean.
Steph: You're welcome.
Me: Gelatinous Overt Pests. Faith says Giant Obese People.
Steph: Gooey Odorous Piñatas.
Me: Faith said eewwwww. Lol. And also: Guys, Openly Perverted. I say Grape Overridden Placaters.
Steph: Giant Obese People is too repetitive. What about Gory Opaque Peanuts?
Me: I like it!
Steph: I know.
Me: Greek Ostentatious Pandas. Gabbing Ornate Pennsylvanians. Gorillas Overtaking Penitentiaries. Grandmas Ogling Pricetags. Goats Opposed to Pedicures.
Steph: Gross Octogonal Peaches.
Me: Lol. Guns Offing Pansies.
Steph: Gongs Over Practice.
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artemiscrocks:
that moment when one of your friends starts reading/watching something you’re obsessed with
and you turn into a total freak
WHERE ARE YOU AT
WHO’S YOUR FAVORITE
DO YOU SHIP MY OTP
DO YOU HATE CHARACTER X HE/SHE/IT IS A BITCH
WHAT PART ARE YOU AT NOW
DO YOU LOVE MY BABY
TELL ME ALL YOUR THOUGHTS
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iheartrelish:
In a way, we’re all lonely. For even the most acquainted, those who can never seem to get people off their backs, will find themselves standing alone in the dark spaces of the universe at some point in time. That’s why, my dear friends, we must read. For books are people who had managed to turn their souls into words that can last through infinity.
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“I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I...”
– Mark Twain (via alovet)
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Me and a co-worker
Him: It's sad that you talk about books like they're real.
Me: It's sad that you don't.
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I knocked the number of people I follow down to...
I may lose a few followers, but hey. Them’s the kicks.
Yesterday (uh, I mean, 7 months ago, when I was still an avid Tumblr, and logged on just about every day—-or more than once a day), this blog was about numbers. This many posts. That many followers. Follow follow follow back.
Today, this blog is going to be quality. I’m retracing my steps, deleting old irrelevant posts,...
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“When a girl feels that she’s perfectly groomed and dressed, she can forget that...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
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“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what...”
– Lewis Carroll