July 2011
Can we talk?
xerikajanee:
itsandrewpimentel:
Like foreal talk. No lies, no bullshitting. No nothing. Just talk. Talk about how we’ve been, reconnect again. Not that “hey wasup” “nothing much” bullshit. Actually talking about what’s going on with us.
ughh. this.
Watchfrenchtoastandpancakes:
alexxxmarie:
homicidalmaniac:
nocturnalbeauty:
little-hhell:
p0lar:
miniaturetigerz:
she is the stupidest fucking person ever. Oh my god. No you can’t break down your song you fucktard.
LMFAO
end your life. no just no
… wut.
Is she serious !?
This has to be a joke. Seriously. This isn’t real.
NO. THE SONG IS ABOUT A DAY. IT IS NOT LAYERED...
Grades don't define intelligence, and age doesnt...
I don't give a fuck if a girl calls me ugly, but...
Putting in head phones and lip syncing like you...
the-absolute-funniest-posts:
Even when I tell you how I feel , you treat me no...
Trust.
jcaps:
It’s something people shouldn’t abuse. It’s hard earning it but it’s easy losing it. If someone trusts you, respect that and don’t break it.
Your parents sacrifice a lot for you, don't ever...
Do you ever feel like the back-up friend?
johnsaidthis:
The one that they hit up when everybody else bails out on them. The one they hit up only when they need something. The one they hit up when nobody else wants to talk. Always the back-up, never the first priority? Yeah, it sucks.
When people trip and fall in a horror movie.
You:
Them:
Watchfrancisboba:
cuhbanteeng:
dallywally:
yerajerk:
juliusbenjamin:
jasmine-blu:
This is a dish called Odori-Don. It has a dead squid on top that “dances” when Soy Sauce is poured on it, activating its neurons.
Umm looks cool and all but I don’t think I would ever eat him =X
i will flip the fuck out if i see this on my dinner table !!!
I would not eat.
shieeeeet, i just got...
I wish Starbucks delivered.
thats gonna be a lot of people to deliver to. haha
When someone important to you says, "We need to...
dolliecrave:
First week of school:
iiseeyourtrackstho:
Bitch, I’m gonna work so fucking hard. I’m getting straight A’s!
Second week: Screw this shit. I give up.
