October 2009
55 posts
September 2009
106 posts
thebeatlesblog:
The Beatles - Rocky Raccoon
“Today, I got locked out of my house, and had to break in through the bathroom...”
“Today, I came home to my mom scowling, my dad smirking, and my little sister...”
– Fuck yeah! Whoever this person is they are awesome!!!!!
can i just say
karmapolicing:
dissendium:
karmapolicing:
spontaneousviolentlove:
karmapolicing:
dissendium:
(yes i can because this is my blog)
that i really don’t get it when people call their friends insulting names. the kind where it wouldn’t be ok if it was anyone but your friend saying it. i don’t do it and i’m grateful that the majority of my friends don’t do it either. i just don’t see how...
can i just say
karmapolicing:
dissendium:
(yes i can because this is my blog)
that i really don’t get it when people call their friends insulting names. the kind where it wouldn’t be ok if it was anyone but your friend saying it. i don’t do it and i’m grateful that the majority of my friends don’t do it either. i just don’t see how it’s ok to talk to people you respect, even if it’s in jest, in such a...
Beauty is in the eye of the tiger
(via foxbat)
@dissendium
Hehehe rachel, I’m tumblring you as I’m talking to you :P I think I’m in an odd mood to think that this is fun lol. Loves you.
“There are no bad pictures; that’s just how your face looks sometimes.”
– Abraham Lincoln (via appleonastick) (via boldasloves)
thebeatlesblog:
The Beatles - It Won’t Be Long
“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via quotewhore)
“Sex and love have nothing to do with female and male. It is just whatever two...”
– Bob Dylan (1966) (via dailydoseofdylan)
fuckyeahhappy:
A Whole New World-Aladdin and...
“People think that the suicidal are sitting there suffering in their own pain all...”
– John Darnielle (via liesandstatistics) (via fuckyeahthemountaingoats) (via serwal) (via digitalbath) (via tsupii)
This Little Tale
fiftytwostories:
Jerry had just cut himself while shaving. He stared into the mirror and cursed with colourful words. Poetry, almost.
You see, a week ago, Jerry had been very upset, much like he was now. He was tired of his heart jumping whenever he heard “Jessica” or “Ashley” or “Megan”. “Jennifer” made him cry, “Stephanie” made him want to stab someone, and “Emily” made him want to stab...
“I do not intend to tiptoe through life only to arrive safely at death.”
