February 2011
January 2011
God is as real, as Santa.
So you mean Santa is real?
Seriously though, you’re allowed to have your beliefs and believe God doesn’t exist or whatever. But why does everyone have to shit all over each others beliefs?
OKay, seriously, I need to stop being distracted...
Clean my fuckin’ room. I bought this super cute lantern from IKEA yesterday and my room has be clean before I can hang it up. Cause, well, I’m weird like that. And I just can’t seem to motivate myself to be a neat freak at the moment. Ugh. This is the lantern: Isn’t is super cute!
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Church Guilt
Mom: So you didn’t go to church today?
Me: Well I woke up, but then I fell back asleep.
Mom: Did Jesus ever go back to sleep?
Me: He probably did when He ascended into Heaven to rest.
Mom: Yes, from dying for your sins, just sayin.
This year JULY has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5...
torgy:
kowkowcrunch:
-sweetcaroline:
-l0lstfu:
reasonably-springy:
whutwhutinthebutt:
deanantonio:
fuckyeahilikechicks:
linnymonstah:
naotaa:
communistbitch:
jessandtheharlot:
iwinatpicture:
acciowalrus:
chyeaahitssean:
MONEY.
Only reblogging because I’m a greedy bitch who wants money.
MORE MONEY FOR MY TATTOO, BITCHES
MONEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. lol...
“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent...”
– Robert Fulghum (All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten)
Everyone here seems to complain about it,
tokiri:
kyleactive:
but i love Georgia, i love my home state.
True story… I’ve lived other places, and I’ve found that Georgia is really the place for me.
I love Georgia too. I love living here. And I think I live in a great area, so close to large city, but still big enough on it’s own that I don’t have to go into the city for everything :-]
If it makes you happy, it can't be that...
I dunno…. that song’s just been stuck in my head for the past hour. Goodnight Tumblr.
unicornsarerealsothey:
br0hammad:
dropletsoflove:
If I sleep to much, my parents complain.
If I don’t get enough sleep, my parents complain.
If I eat too much, my parents complain.
If I don’t eat enough, my parents complain.
If I’m always in my room, my parents complain.
If I go out too much, my parents complain.
I CAN’T FUCKING WIN.
this.
The sad thing is...
Party Like it's 1999
kristendiecke:dappledthings21:
If you played with Barbies,
Polly Pockets,
Beanie Babies,
Tamagotchi,
Slip N’ Slide,
And Satan Furbies,
Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls
On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,
Collected and traded Pokemon cards,
Wrote with Gel Pens,
Wore butterfly clips,
And Snap Bracelets,
And...
sailormoonshining:
REBLOG if you agree…
In the morning when you look for something to wear…
Your wardrobe in your eyes:
Reality (for your parents):
Mine’s not quite that drastic, not to mention, half the clothes in my closet don’t fit properly and need to be donated or they’re really old and worn out.