June 2012
77 posts
Images from that night still scare me. Not gonna lie. After shrooms I’ve never really been able to sleep the same. Note to self and everyone: don’t do two 8ths on your first trip. And do them with at least one sober person and not in your own house. I was jus trying to go to sleep right now when images of what I remember, which are bits and pieces but still scary to think about...
“Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy”
Wtf are all chicks from memorial bitches? Now that I think on my graduating class…..yep…with the exception of my Asian friend Sarah :P and maybe…no no…nvm….they all were pretty much…
And everyone who helped me learn how to use this shit
Im pretty glad I got a tumblr. I can say stuff and jus get it out there and not give 2 fucks. Thank you Jackie for convincing me to make one -_-
Who are you trying to fool?
Girls who just talk and be who they are> that act you put on that changes with every person depending on who your hanging out with
Don't lie to your friends or family, your only...
Your only setting yourself up for failure even worse than where you’re at right now. Your parents think positively of you and it sucks that it’s continually happened for so long, im always hearing nothing but procrastination from you saying what your “going to do” stop talking about it and jus fucking do it already. Go Nike on that shit. Stop fooling people, who are you...
Bitch..
Stop texting me. I only exist when you a) need a ride. B) are bored and no one is falling for your antics. C) you want alcohol. Or D) want someone to do all the above. Fuck that shit. And im tired of your shenanigans, go fool someone else cause im not fallin for that anymore.
Sushi Motha Fucka!
Reblog if you're okay with me spilling my heart...
(I work in a Coffee Shop. I was on break in the lobby when a couple walks in. Directly behind them is a cute little boy in Batman costume.)
Me: “Oh my God! It’s BATMAN!”
(The boy stops, strikes a pose and starts looking around menacingly. After a few seconds, he approaches the counter.)
Mother: “Jeff, would you like a chocolate milk?”
Boy: “I am not Jeff. I am The Batman.”
Mother: “The Batman, would you like a chocolate milk?”
Boy: “Yes. Yes, The Batman would.”
(The couple pays while the boy sits down with his chocolate milk. He keeps a stern look on his face as he sips the drink.)
Boy: *sips* “Gotham is safe.”
When it’s dark in your room and you get a text and your aimlessly searching your bed, sheets, dresser in the night for it….its like treasure when you finally find it
