December 2009
80 posts
this year: alcohol & drug experimentation, more self discovery, big rut of depression, wave of apathy, gain of self confidence & overall became less of a fucking asshole (still an asshole, but less so), etc etc etc
i woke up not even realizing it was new years day, when i did i got all nostalgic i’m still debating on whether to have a resolution or not hmgkjfkljhklfjhg
guy list skyler/ kindergarten ? stole my animal crackers, moved out of town roy / sixth grade three days didn’t really like him, wanted dusty instead dusty / seventh grade n/a didn’t technically date but basically did, had giant crush on him but adrian stole him from me, etc. bob / eighth grade n/a had giant crush on, kiss on cheek, coulda hit dat brett / ninth grade one month...
dear tumblr
baileysfromashoe:
corpsefucker:
-jewtroh:
my name is haleigh
tonight or tomorrow, i am going to kill myself
i’ve already planned out how
this isn’t a joke, i’m not asking for attention, and i’ve tried this before -
i know how to get it right
so, this is just a friendly notice that you should unfollow me, this blog won’t be any use in 2010
I’m going to give you the benefit of the...
aubrey asked me if i shave my pubes most awkward moment of my life
my life can be summed up in three phrases thusly
sleep
moccasins
benadryl abuse
are we brothers?, paper rival
night arrives and...
the only thing fueling my will to live is hope that my moccasins will come in soon
haven’t left my house for two days now also haven’t showered in two days feeling pretty greasy and hairy i still look like an asian bear cub with no make up on also seem to degress in age about four years appearance wise can’t write in complete sentences due to leprosy eating away at my brain no jk but really
i have a thing for
dear-sir-and-or-maam:
guys with big noses.
my life
me: how long am i grounded?
dad: 'till i'm not pissed off anymore.
me: ... and when will that be?
dad: WHEN I'M NOT PISSED ANYMORE (RAGE)
you know what i did
i came home twenty minutes late
even though i told my dad i would and he was fine with it
we also got stuck on a snow drift
apparently my dad's fury is license for no human contact for an indefinite amount of time
also no phone
awesome
hey, got a new tumblr name/title/layout oh okay cool
my dad saved some hispanic guy's life today
loganamnosis:
it’s a christmas miracle
really ‘cause on the phone you said mexican not hispanic
politically correct tumblr award ‘09
So you think you had a hard childhood?
johnwilkestooth:
fuckyeahpokememe:
Well FUCK YOU, it’s got nothing on mine. My mom practically kicked my ass out of the house before I even hit 13, and I never even met my dad. My only friend till I was 10 was the faggot prick next store who was always beating the shit out of me and telling me I wasn’t worth shit. Its not even like I had a choice, the town fucking had something like 9...
do you think deep down i’m actually afraid when i’m irritated actually deep down i want to rip out your spine and strangle you with your vertebrae
is that fear
oh my god i googled “how to feel emotions” and found a page that said this:
There are only two basic emotions that we all experience, love and fear. All other emotions are variations of these two emotions. Thoughts and behavior come from either a place of love, or a place of fear. Anxiety, anger, control, sadness, depression, inadequacy, confusion, hurt, lonely, guilt, shame,...
things i did yesterday
things i did today
things i’ll do tomorrow
you are calm and reposed let your beauty unfold pale white like the skin stretched over your bones spring keeps you ever close you are second hand smoke you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins holding on to yourself the best you can you are the smell before rain you are the blood in my veins
1 tag
uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Like pataphysics itself, pataphors essentially describe two degrees of separation from reality (rather than merely one degree of separation, which is the world of metaphors and metaphysics). The pataphor may also be said to function as a critical tool, describing the world of “assumptions based on assumptions,” such as belief systems or rhetoric run amok. The following is an...
turkey sandwich > everyone i’ve ever met in my life
I WOULD GO OUT TONIGHT, BUT I HAV-EN’T GOT A STITCH TO WEEEEEEEE-AAAAAARRRRRRR
YOU GUYS BORE ME! I NEED MORE THINGS TO FUCKING...
johnwilkestooth:
triphop:
(via johnwilkestooth)
PHYSICS
agggggggggggggggggggh!!! IT KEEPS GETTING HARDER!!!
PHYSICS! HEY! HOW’S IT GOING! WHAT’S UP? OH NOTHING, JUST KICKIN IT HOW YOU DOIN? OH. OH YEAH? YOU’RE GOING TO CLAIM TO BE HARDCORE RULES ON HOW THE FUCKING UNIVERSE WORKS BUT YOU KEEP CHANGING ON ME?? OHHHH NEWTONIAN PHYSICS? WOAH! BUT WHAT’S THIS!? NOW EVERYTHING’S ALL...
have .5 of an essay done, still feeling apathetic
also creepypasta makes my tumblarity fall by like 80 points chicka yeah
In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An...
things i have to do by tomorrow and have had four months to work on
fear and loathing in las vegas and other american stories analysis essay
fountainhead analysis essay
anthem analysis essay
physiology study sheet on nerve synapse
presentation about various colleges i want to go to
things i have started on
uhhhhhhhh
aubrey’s creepypasta problem is now my creepypasta problem
I am Thomas’ reflection. Every morning, he rises from sleep and walks into the bathroom….and he makes faces. I am so tired of the faces. He makes them for at least half an hour. Mocking, ridiculous faces. I have no choice but to mimic his every action, although inside I am seething with anger. He does this every day…well, used to. One morning he awoke as usual, and entered the...
…………. well
god the holidays only remind me how much i hate my family also our christmas tree looks like david bowie threw up all over it
soo much tinsel ~*
lua, bright eyes
and i know you have a heavy...
