At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way....– Herman Hesse
Classy New Theme.
bobbles: It’s called “Library,” and I found it here. Yeah man, I changed mine to this a couple weeks ago. Love ittt.
The Invention of Lying →
This is what happens when you are bored and waiting at your boyfriend’s house for hours on end with nothing to do until he comes home. You make videos of yourself singing so you can post them on the internet and show everyone else that you are lame for not getting out of the house. Apparently that’s what I do anyway.
Just had a very long heart to heart with my mother
I love her. We are the same person. We communicate, act, and feel the same way about so many things in life. She is an amazing friend. And I’m glad we are close enough that we can talk about how we feel and not feel weird about it. We are comfortable with each other. I really look up to her.
What would you request for your last meal? →
(via bobbles) Some of my favorites: Baker, Jr.Stanley 05/30/2002 Two 16 oz. ribeyes, one lb. turkey breast (sliced thin), twelve strips of bacon, two large hamburgers with mayo, onion, and lettuce, two large baked potatoes with butter, sour cream, cheese, and chives, four slices of cheese or one-half pound of grated cheddar cheese, chef salad with blue cheese dressing, two ears of corn on the...
Currently sitting on my desk:
The equivalent of 7 Yuan leftover from my China trip last summer, the schedule of exercise classes offered at the Y (for which I have yet to make my selections and commitments to), notes which I tried to write backwards mirror style so the viewer could see what I was writing through my Mac camera, three pairs of my knock off RayBans, and a mountain of notes and lists (which I make obsessively when...
I have a secret. And I’m not telling. Hee hee…
When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to...– Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies (via kristyn) (via dreamingofmagic) (via whendreaming) I completely agree.
Rabies (Baby’s Got The)- Dutchess Says I...
This was my History teacher in High School- sex... →
This is my former teacher Eric Felts. Not going to lie, he flirted with me and other girls all year and I took advantage of it by constantly persuading him to a) give me food/ candy from his desk everyday b) teach class outside c) let me skip class to go visit friends in study hall when we had nothing to do d) give me bonus points on tests when I got certain questions wrong. He also chose...
Part of me doesn’t want to give into to the masses of people that view their Tumblarity as a level of self worth and acceptance in this world, and the other half wants to relish in this newfound social networking/ blogging popularity that may never come again… sad sad day.