February 2011
That moment when you walk into school.
YES.
January 2011
“what you were
will not happen again.
the tigers have found me
and I do not...”
– Charles Bukowski (via slampiece)
“When you stop [writing] you are as empty, and at the same time never empty but...”
– Hemingway, The Paris Review (1958)
“Great poets are not necessarily Girl Guides nor scoutmasters nor splendid...”
– Hemingway, The Paris Review (1958)
“If a writer stops observing he is finished.”
– Hemingway, The Paris Review (1958)
“She says to me, but were we ever intimate? How intimate were we really? Sure,...”
– Life After God by Douglas Coupland (via thechocolatebrigade)
When people my age love to drink and party,
and I’m sitting there like…
I get no messages, aren't I popular?
They get message (200) and they’re all like:
I get message (1) and I’m all:
If I got (200) in my ask I’d be like:
And I’d be answering them like a boss:
but no, no one ever sends me anything.
Rebloging this for 3rd time i think… hahahahhahahaha
HINT HINT HINT
So maybe someone should write in my ask box…
Write me a letter.
Dear ______, I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. Love, _______________ (P.S. ______________.)
when you see a hot guy on facebook..
and you go through their pictures like:
then you hit that one picture he has with a girl and you’re like:
so you rush desperately to his info section to see if he’s taken like:
and then you see this:
and you’re like:
