March 2012
Why did the chicken take cortexiphan?
lizznotliz:
betternovembers:
shirtlessfrank:
to get to the other side!
February 2012
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Stana's childhood ??????
makemystand41319:
puttingkillersbehindbars:
stana-is-my-queen:
puttingkillersbehindbars:
caskett12:
Really, where did they get this from??
LMAO HERE http://www.highland-furniture.com/index.php :’D I CAN’T.
SHUT. THE. FRONT. DOOR
WAAAAAIT a minute.
1) How the heckles did we get this address?
2) How do we know for sure that it’s Stana’s family’s furnature shop
3) Why are we all...
gimme some symbols ~
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Random shit. Just keep scrolling..
So. I’m meeting with a person today. And I’m freaking out. I’m no good at conversations. Except when I’m with a certain few people. I get nervous, and my heart starts fucking beating like nobody’s business. I really really don’t want to do this. And I have had a really bad day today as well. I’ve been feeling really down and out. I hate it. I really do....
teddykaplan:
I’m so insecure when it comes to friendships. It’s like, I know that me and this person talk a lot, and hang out, and sometimes I’m pretty positive that we’re friends.
But then this voice in the back of my head says, “Just because they’re your friend doesn’t mean that you’re their friend.”
And then I spiral into this weird mood and assume that I was never a friend in their eyes at...
Sitting around waiting for a phone call I know is never going to come. I was right when I said that everyone always leaves.
January 2012
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December 2011
Live for awhile in the books you love. Learn from them what is worth learning,...
– Rilke, Viareggio, April 5, 1903, Letters to a Young Poet (via uponswallows)
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Personal Rant… Just keep scrolling.
I hate that this piece of crap ATAR is what defines me now. People try and pass off comments on how it doesn’t. How it’s just a mark. How you’re still you and that’s all that matters. Well NO. I hate that some stupid mark at the end of our schooling is what defines whether we are good enough for uni, and that it determines whether...