February 2012
Teachers: Don't talk to strangers online.
Parents: Don't talk to strangers online.
Everyone: Don't talk to strangers online.
Someone: So, what's your hobby?
Me: Talking to strangers online.
Hi, I'm nobody's favourite blog.
*le me showing my friend a band*
me: so, do you like this song?
friend: it hasn't even-
me: oh wow it's staring ugh this chord is my favorite
me: listen to how he sings that, god he is so talented
me: think of how much thought has been put into this lyrics!
me: there are souls grind into this song
me: ...I feel tears comming down
me: HOW CAN SUCH TALENTED BEING EXIST ON THIS PLANET!
me: I'M GOING TO CRY BECAUSE PERFECTION!
friend: we're thirty seconds into this song
If skeletons could re-animate… and somehow had skeletal boobs, my life would be perfect.
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– (via itsjeremiah)
all day: tired
time to go to bed: not tired