December 2009
Leaving now. Won't be back.
Happy New Year!
Love you all to death.
3 more followers to 50 :D
(via julianaml)
Seriously, I’ll track you down.
FOLLOW HER!!!
She’s fucking awesome.
You remind me too much of him.
Therefore, I hate you.
Where the Wild Things Are
Yeah, not a kid’s movie.
I don't think I'm on anyone's 2009 list.
crazydd94:
changingtosavemylife:
This makes me sad.
You’re on mine!
Oh yeah! Okay, I’m content now. Thank you!
I don't think I'm on anyone's 2009 list.
This makes me sad.
I think I'm going to stay home
angryjessisfuckingangry:
changingtosavemylife:
angryjessisfuckingangry:
Maybe I could go to Mary Clare’s party if I really beg my mother. Maybe I will. Maybe I’ll just stay home and make jokes with Chris.
COME PARTY WITH US!
Do I have to dress up?
I doubt it. I’m not. Fuck dressing up.
I think I'm going to stay home
angryjessisfuckingangry:
Maybe I could go to Mary Clare’s party if I really beg my mother. Maybe I will. Maybe I’ll just stay home and make jokes with Chris.
COME PARTY WITH US!
New Year's Resolution:
Get happy.
That’s is. That’s all I care about. Everything else pales in comparison.
TUMBLR WAS ON THE FUCKING NEWS →
wakiewakieapplecakie:
sfatheart:
lovethepatla:
harrrypotter:
ashiesaurus:
jakessofake:
crazypantsgirl:
taylorisfresh:
zacgoesfuckingrawr:
elizabetty:
fuckyeahcutepeopleontumblr:
(via blackwoman)
great, now tumblr is going to become twitter.
FML
THE, DIALOGS. GOD DAMMMIT
dude like what the helllll
Fuck :/
FUUU >.>
FUCK IT ALL.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
...
Just so you know, it’s been sent. Let me know if you can’t open the attachment.
Brendan!
brauth:
changingtosavemylife:
Do you want to read my story? If so I shall require your email and your promise that you will never show or talk to anyone about what you read. Actually, you should probably delete it after you get it. Because what you will be reading will be more personal than my journal. However, I trust you. Don’t screw me over.
Yeah, brendan.auth@gmail.com I won’t fuck you...
Brendan!
Do you want to read my story? If so I shall require your email and your promise that you will never show or talk to anyone about what you read. Actually, you should probably delete it after you get it. Because what you will be reading will be more personal than my journal. However, I trust you. Don’t screw me over.
I can't eat popcorn anymore...or oranges...or...
Fuck you, colon. I don’t like you either.
@changingtosavemylife
julianaml:
I love you <3
Love you too!
Someone should help me get 5 more followers before...
julianaml:
I’ll do something for you idk what but if I get to 50 before midnight,any of my followers that want one, will be getting a letter from me :D
FOLLOW FOLLOW FOLLOW FOLLOW!!!!!!!
or I’ll hunt you down.
My 18 year old brother just knocked on my door,...
brauth:
changingtosavemylife:
Okay then.
My 10 year old sister does that…rather frequently.
She’s ten. She has an excuse.
I want a lot of peacock feathers. Like, A LOT of...
brauth:
(via chloejane)
i like drawing birds…chickadees are nice. thats what I made for Erin.
Oh, my god. I love my chickadee. It’s amazing.
My 18 year old brother just knocked on my door,...
Okay then.
I need an audition song.
Suggestions?
Thank you for ruining Tumblr for me.
You fucking bitch.
YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!
*screams* This is so not cool. I fucking hate you. Go away. I am so mad right now like you wouldn’t believe.
Thank god for Leah.
chloejane:
changingtosavemylife:
Without her, I wouldn’t get my algebra homework done. If my homework wasn’t done, I would fail Algebra. By failing Algebra I guarantee my death by Walton.
how hard is the math project thing.
I have no idea what the math project thing is. I missed two weeks of Algebra class…
(513): I mean don't get me wrong, vaginas are...
(via perfecting-failure)
Oh yeah. They’re terrifying man.
Thank god for Leah.
Without her, I wouldn’t get my algebra homework done. If my homework wasn’t done, I would fail Algebra. By failing Algebra I guarantee my death by Walton.
I seriously need to get some homework done.
Be back later.
I'm sorry.
Ignore me.
