December 2009
140 posts
Been away watching Supernatural trying to finish season one (accomplished) and just trying to get over the bad news I got yesterday.
“Maybe we’re trying, trying too hard.
Maybe we’re torn apart.
Maybe the timing is beating our hearts.
We’re empty.” —The Click Five - Empty
Maybe we’re torn apart.
Maybe the timing is beating our hearts.
We’re empty.” —The Click Five - Empty
“(703): So I had a Liz Lemon moment today….went to Chipotle to get my “cheer me up” burrito bowl for the 4th time this week and the chipotle guy sighed and said always the same huh?”
—TXTS FRM LST NGHT:
“(678): Theres a baby at this concert double fisting pacifiers. shes gunna do great in college.”
—TXTS FRM LST NGHT:
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Tiny Dancer
Elton John
Elton John - Tiny Dancer
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
So twitter got hacked, badly.
They’re saying if you use your password for twitter anywhere else that you might want to change it now.
Listen
The Beatles - Yesterday
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they’re here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
My Moon My Man
Feist
Feist - My Moon My Man
13394.) I really don't understand tumblr's tumblarity system. So I just keep reblogging random things and liking stuff so I can make my number higher :P
(via blogsecret)
“(408): there’s something wrong with the internet when a search for “barney the dinosaur violence” comes up with nothing”
—TXTS FRM LST NGHT:
Weddings make me really REALLY happy.
Especially the preparation for everything part.
Anyone, please get married and let me help you fix your wedding. PLEASE.
Listen
Robin Thicke - Sex Therapy
“(517): just thinking about him makes my vagina shudder.”
—TXTS FRM LST NGHT:
13258.) I wish my friends were hipsters, but only so that I would have someone to go with me to all the indie shows and events I want to go to. I hate missing out on things and having to live vicariously through the photos on BrooklynVegan.
(via blogsecret)
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“(304): he was so high, he talked to my goldfish for an hour telling him the dangers of overfeeding.”
—TXTS FRM LST NGHT:
