March 2012
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yakline:
There will always be stop and go and fast and slow, and action, reaction, sticks and stones and broken bones, those for peace and those for war and God bless these ones, not those ones, but these ones made times like these, and times like those, what will be will be, and so it goes.
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February 2012
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a full moon would explain this day but since that’s not the case, i’m gonna chalk it up to some crazy-ass pms/manstruation across the board. bring on tuesday, already.
lol whatever. goodnight tumblr. let’s try again tomorrow.
is it just that people don’t like to think for themselves, where they expect someone else to have all the answers like a living google? or is it laziness?
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CAPTAIN VON TRAPP FTW!!!!
:)
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and with that, it’s gotta be said that john mayer is starting to look like a creepy southwestern cowboy version of jack sparrow.
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why should promises of charity/goodwill have anything to do with the amount of reblogs/retweets your post regarding the charity in question, gets? example:
<insert photo of starving children here>
“for every reblog/retweet of this post, i’ll donate x amount of cents/dollars/whatever to x organization.”
if you want to donate your money, you’re more than capable of...
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woke up, showered, got on the train, met red for bbq. ribs for breakfast ain’t a thing to be ashamed of.
also, my coat came with a free box of shredded wheat. i don’t understand.
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been eating chocolate all day and the ups man just dropped off the super cute coat from esprit that was 60% off. so no, i can’t say that i’m sad today. it’s christmas!
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February 12, 2012, 9:30 PM
Whitney Elizabeth Houston, 1963-2012
A look back at the star from one of her closest friends
BY ROBYN CRAWFORD
David Corio/Michael Ochs Archives/Getty
I met her when she was 16. It was at a summer job. I was working at a community center in East Orange, New Jersey, and she was working just like the rest of us. She was there to work. She introduced herself as...
my twitter account was hacked. what was the end of that? oh, it seems that now i’m following 2384789237489 spammers that fill my feed with FACTS ABOUT JUSTIN BIEBER. lol ridiculous.
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seriously? it’s only monday with roughly 4 more days of shit to wade through and all of that?? THAT gave me a migraine.
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I wish Beyonce and Jay Z would get on stage and...
jaymepollock:
showtheworldimtough:
summer-nightlock:
CRYING.
Jay-Z: Look, Blue. Everything the light touches is our kingdom.
Blue: What about the shadowy part?
Jay-Z: That’s country music. You must never go there.
I hate you, Lauren.
LOL OMG DYING
Best post ever.
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Wake and bake...
… chicken.
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it’s an awful thing to contemplate especially since the last three years has been all about my family versus cancer, but jesus h. christ, i miss cigarettes.
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she kept talking about dry shampoo like it was the next best thing so i went ahead and bought some, tried it out and now i’m staring at a headful of powdery grey hair that smells pretty great, chemical-wise. and while i’m enjoying the scent, i can’t even pretend that i don’t look nuts, so the lesson of the day is: girl, just wash your damn hair.
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holy moly
her: what do you pray for when you’re at church? or are you not allowed to tell me?
me: uh, it’s a meditative thing for me but most of the time, i pray for patience because i’m pretty impatient.
her: oh… oh, that’s good. i wouldn’t think to pray for that, if i ever prayed.
me: well, what did you think i prayed for?
her: you know, appliances and shit.
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there are so many pigs in this world and i’m not even talking about the barnyard animal and it takes a whole lot of self-control on my part to resist asking some people if they were feral children because their manners (specifically how they treat others) suggest just that.
yakline:
Truthful Tuesday. My best companions are fictional characters and the made up, idealized versions of people I’ve never met. Admitting this to myself hurt.
it’s ok. i have many an imaginary boyfriend. they’re so good that they make my ex seem like the incredible hulk. and you know what? i’m ok with that lol
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really enjoyed gwyneth paltrow’s brussels sprouts recipe. yup. i know.
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musicals don’t do it for me. musicals on tv really don’t do it for me. musicals on tv starring an ex-american idol hopeful that blow up every lame new york stereotype really, really don’t do it for me.