Favorite:
model- Allison Harvard
television character- Cassie Ainsworth
color- rainbow
form of dance- hoop
president- Obama
Teenick show- H20
artist- Alex Grey
soda- cream
food- mexican
vintage television show- Soul Train
body feature- my ears
guitars- Fender
toy- hula hoop
sports drink- blue Powerade
sport- soccer
cat- miniature hairless
Chill Zone flavor- cotton candy
shoe brand- Doc Marten
cartoon character- Shaggy
type of joke- the pun
part of being a woman- being a woman
fast food- Taco Bell
Fucking people that only probably know one song by Shpongle get to go to their show in Northampton. Fucking people who don’t have school and ap artwork to do that can’t be slacked on and no money. Fucking people, have fun for me assholes even though you probably won’t even know what you’re listening to.
Hooray for pseudo hippies or whatever the fuck they think they are.
I’ve been sick with the stomach flu for two days and the seclusion of my house is starting to eat away at my sanity. I want to bathe, I want to get dressed and put on makeup, I want to see my friends and feel the outside air wiggle down my throat rather than vomit coming up it. It’s so annoying, and as I sit in the silence of my household my thoughts come creeping up to me and I’m oh so vulnerable as they lay beside me on my bed or sofa and piss me off whispering paranoid notions into my ear. I’ve hardly been able to eat and food makes me happy, I feel mad. And not in the angry sense, in the sense that if I stay here much longer you might find me curled up in the corner rocking back and forth chanting a non-existent language. Eh, as if I’m not that mad all of the time. I just wish this fucking flu would leave my body.
They say glitter is the herpes of craft supplies, but I prefer to think of it as the orgasm of crafting: you can never have enough of it.
Me 5 minutes ago.
- Me: What is this "ALT + reblog button" nonsense?
- Me: Oh. My. God. This is amazing.
Sloths have literally no concept of hate/money/global warming/death.
Not a care in the world.
I ranted to my dad today while at the zoo about how everyone loves pandas when really sloths are the chillest badasses in the motherfucking world
in 9th grade i was getting picked on in class and this girl was like “fuck you guys leave him alone” and called me over to her seat and I was like “thx lol” and she was like “I have something special to show you don’t tell the teacher” and I said “ok” and she pulled a guinea pig out of her purse
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