January 2012
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I've been home for over 45 minutes
And I’m currently sitting on my floor with my jacket and one boot on. Tumblr, why are you do distracting?
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My life is just a series of face-palms.
I am officially painfully awkward at being a social human being. Fffffffffffuuuuuu
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Sooo... What is it with Baz Luhrmann and doomed...
Romeo+Juliet, Moulin Rouge, Soon, The Great Gatsby. Why do you want to make me so sad, Baz? Why?
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How To Talk To Girls At Parties: 'Haters' Are... →
howtotalktogirlsatparties:
Haters are here. And there. And everywhere. And the word “hate” is in the air.
Fox has a new sitcom: I Hate My Teenage Daughter. A recent issue of Us magazine tells us “Why Scarlett Johansson Hates Blake Lively.” Psychology Today explains “Why We Hate Airport Security.” Dick Meyer, formerly of…
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Brando was such a fox.
thejuanreyes:
December 2011
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ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND DECIDED THAT IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA NOT TO CLOSE THE STORE ON NEW YEAR’S DAY WHEN WE WERE ALL PREVIOUSLY TOLD IT WOULD BE CLOSED? HUH?
A SOULLESS FUCKING SADIST, THAT’S WHO.
FUCK FUCKING FUCK FUCK.
I’M SO PISSED I’M THINKING IN ALL CAPS RIGHT NOW.
THINKING ABOUT SLAUGHTERING PEOPLE.
AND CLEANING UP THE BLOOD WITH HATS.
AND HIDING ALL THE BODY...
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Which is more embarrassing:
Quietly sliding down into unconsciousness with your back against a wall outdoors while standing right next to a guy you had a mini-crush on in high school and who’s been giving you the look all evening or
Any other method of passing out/fainting?
I hope it’s the second one but I’ve been thinking about this and face-palming all day so what do you guys think?
I mean, this is...
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The night started good, but ended with
I guess I fainted or something.
All I can say is thank god I don’t work tomorrow.
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It’s that special time of year when I can finish half a can of French’s fried onions in one sitting and rationalize it by saying I just drank a ton of V8, all while high and watching the X-Files on Netflix.