December 2011
hahaha pretty much tumblr in a nutshell, thankfully less creepy and more awesome“I kinda creeped around your room for a while. Yeah. Like your stuff.”
honestly, imagine if i said this on facebook or in real life. that could lead to an awkwd encounter ahahaAww. : D This is the only place where someone can tell me that and I feel complimented.
Oh, I like your blog. Imma just follow you.
thank you! I kinda creeped on yours teehee ^_^
That awkward moment when you fall in love with a piece of clothing, but then you see the price.
The Apocalypse
- Avatar Fan: It's 2012! Yay! Korra is coming out!
- Apocalypse: ALRIGHT. Time to die world! *explodes and earthquakes and tsunami's*
- Avatar Fan: EXCUSE ME WORLD. You need to FUCKING WAIT. I HAVE NOT FINISHED SEASON TWO OF LEGEND OF KORRA.
- Apocalypse: ;_____; sorry.
“Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don’t know?” —Mulan (via carobni-akord-za-srecu-potreban)
Why is my reflection someone I don’t know?” —Mulan (via carobni-akord-za-srecu-potreban)
Feeling sicker by the second (-_-;)
The only thing I want to do now is get under my sheets, get all cozy and warm and fall asleep so I can get better before tomorrow (new years eve) But instead I am waiting for a friend to come online (>.<;) #Lifesuckssometimes #NagNagNag
damn that really sucks….well lets hope youll feel much better tommorow
play pokemon in bed.it’s been known to cure even the rarest of dieseases
If you make a rape joke, I will unfollow you so fast you won’t even know what happened.
my obsession begins once more
That moment when you are trying to cheer up your friend
OMG I TOTALLY DO THAT!
- Me: Why am I still single?
- Brain: You're weird as shit, lol.
- Body: And you're fat lmao.
- Face: Plus you're pretty ugly too lmfao.
- Food: Don't worry babe, I'm here for you.
“But nobody ever forgot anything, not really, though sometimes they pretended, when it suited them. Memories were permanent. Sorrowful ones remained sad even with the passing of time, yet happy ones could never be recreated - not with the same joy. Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair, that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.”
—Rohinton Mistry, A Fine Balance (via compassio)
