December 2010
mmmichelle:
Story of my life. HAHAHHAHA
There's so much beauty when your eyes lay lost in...
yup, it’s my computer. computers always have bad sound quality.
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i cant tell if my headphones sound like crap or it it’s my computer?
Dear Eian and Courtney,
yetsosaurus:
You better like your fucking Christmas presents!!! I have spent too many hours and broken too many sewing machines for you not to like this shit!!! FUUUCCCKKK!!!
ho, i like anything you make me. you are fucking gifted.(: thank you dearest.
i am so freaking bored.
talk,text,videochat?
anyone?
I'm bored. CLIICCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! →
Thanks guys, I'll be answering these later.
kinkajou:
The Human Race.
It’s pretty sad how much I can’t tolerate people. Everyone seems to annoy the freaking crap out of me. I wonder what happened. To many people change, what happened to the genuine people? I guess that’s high school but, fuck everyone gets on my last nerve.
Why do people try so hard to fit in? it’s not like what you like defines whether or not you’ll have friends. We...
when parents ask who you're texting.
reblog if you want an anon’s honest opinion about...
xratedshow:
being a sheep hello do me
waste of mmyyyyyyy time.
startingtofeelalone.
and yeah. →
kinda in the mood for a bike ride but it's all...
Pet peeve
What is the point of posting everything you got for Christmas!? There is no point in bragging about every freaking thing you got. NO ONE FREAKING CARES! It makes you personally look bad. I don’t care how much money you or your parents have and I definitely don’t care how spoiled you are. It’s rude, so very rude. There are four things in life you keep to yourself: Money,...
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
wooowwooo. new computer!!!:D
mother dearest.
missing a person is pretty sad to begin with but, there’s only one person that when I miss them it drives me crazy. that person would be my mom. :( I get all teary eyed just thinking about her. it’s so hard not to cry when I talk to her on the phone and when she says she misses me all self control goes out the window and I start to ball. I love my mom so freaking much. I don’t...
Math.
You try to listen.
Then the teacher gives an activity and you ace it like a boss…
Homework is given.
You go home, open your math book, and suddenly realized that you forgot how to solve the problems again.
You sit there and try to work things out…
which eventually leads to…
…and that is math.