February 2012
I really fucking love potatoes. →
dooshnanana:
Honestly, look at these versatile mother fuckers.
They can be
Hot
Cold
Healthy
Unhealthy
Simple
Fancy
Eaten on the go
Ugh. Potato appreciation post.
THIS
POTATO. I should do a cheese appreciation post…
POTATO
Look, I know you just want me to be happy and all, but please don’t mess with my brain like that.
Respect people's privacy.
niicolodean:
Like if they don’t want to tell you something, don’t push them to tell you. They’re obviously uncomfortable with sharing or with you knowing, so why do you have to keep asking and pushing them? It’s their own personal thing, and it’s none of your business to barge into.
Infinite things →
lulz-time:
Numbers:
The Universe:
My Dashboard:
Me: Tumblr should fix ghost notes
Me: Tumblr why are you not working
Me: Tumblr why are my messages disappearing
Me: Tumblr Just let me use Missing E
Me: Tumblr why can't I unfollow someone who's deleted
Me: Tumblr why can't I make text posts
Me: Tumblr why can't I answer asks privately
Me: Tumblr why does the text not show up when I answer asks publicly
Me: Tumblr why can't I see new posts in my tracked tags
Tumblr: Hey everyone have some new icons
damnthatswhatshesaid:
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I just need some answers, but you’re making it impossible to get any.
“The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.”
– Juliette Lewis (via infa-mous)
Meanwhile In Vancity
“IS THERE SCHOOL TOMORROW?!”
“FUCK SCHOOL STRIKES”
“SHIT’S GONNA GET REAL”
"FUCK THE POLICE"
me: I should go shower now
(five minutes later)
(another five minutes later)
(yet another five minutes later)
(more five minute intervals)
someone: (goes into the bathroom)
me: wow fuck you I was JUST about to go take a shower
Replaying a memory in your head and wishing you...
step one: take out homework
step two: reward self with two hours of internet for getting that far
Breaking point.
tiffaanytra:
We all have a breaking point where we just want to give up, and let everything out. How we’ve held things in and were strong up to this point. It’s alright, everyone has them. If you need to cry, then cry.
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I don’t know what it is, but something just makes me think that maybe you miss me too.
Even if we talk again,
I know for a fact, nothing is ever gonna be the same ..
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