December 2009
17 posts
Bite me, Tumblr.
Post my fricken posts.
I hate when people go out for a day or two, and...
(via jheysaraaah)
Exactly.
Katorse,
I missed like, one or two episodes and now I have no idea what’s going on. Nene is in the hospital, Jo’s dad died, and there’s all this stuff about Jo leaving Nene with Gabby? And WTF at the preview! is she gonna die? AGH.
Farmville.
jheysaraaah:
it’s funny having parents and grandparents who are addicted to farmville. it’s so cute ;p they’re always worried when their crops are ready to harvest, that they’ll wilt or something. and you know how grandparents always insist on giving you gifts, well, instead of that, my parents send me farmville gift requests. -.-’ trees, topiaries, presents, cows, sheeps, haystacks, flags, etc...
:/
Bastos kayo.
walang hiya kayo.
I trusted you, I felt like I belonged with you and I see now that I don’t.
I can’t believe I was so blind.
You didn’t deserve all the appreciation I felt for you.
No, it wasn’t enough to belittle and pity her when she didn’t want it. It wasn’t enough to make her feel like an outcast, like she made the worst mistake ever.
She didn’t.
This is the last straw.
...
teamo. ichliebedich. woaini. aishiteru. saranghaeyo. iloveyou. jet’aime je t’adore.
Winter brings out a lot of my thoughts.
The snow falling, peacefully.. the cold, the silence; tranquility. The pleasant numbing feeling, or that odd kind of feeling when your face thaws out once you’re back inside.
But winter can be desolate. The cold, uncomfortable.
It can be lonely.
Without you, it feels like winter, all the time. It’s cold, it’s silent. Everything is...
ugh.
I’m heading off to work for nearly seven hours, running on five hours of sleep.
Greeeat. Thanks.
This sucks.
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You’re perfectly amazing, and I just wish you knew.
clawdyne, wtf. says:
*I'M COLD.
*I'm gonna eat ice cream cake.
gunn, elias. x book of eli. says:
*...
*LMAO.
*THAT MAKES NO SENSE.
clawdyne, wtf. says:
*..
*What do you mean?
*OF COURSE IT DOES.
*I'M FROM WINNIPEG.
*OUR REACTION TO WHEN IT STOPS SNOWING.
*IS.
*"Oh, it stopped snowing! .. < puts on boots. TIME FOR A SLURPEE."
“There’s not art to find the mind’s construction in the face.”
– William Shakespeare, Macbeth.
daaah.
It’s probably my own stupidity, but Tumblr layouts confuse me. I can’t code them.
I’m lost. I have no idea what to do. I don’t like it. I’ll stick to premade layouts.
I still feel like someone is slamming my head between an anvil and an iron hammer.
Babysitting, while trying not to vomit. Dammit, why is the Wii so loud?
I’ll probably be updating again....
Merry Christmas; I could care less.
Not my best winter holiday ever, I have to say.
My brother didn’t come over for his birthday. I only get to see him once every few months, so there goes that chance.
I didn’t get to see him on Christmas either, because I worked from 2pm to 10pm.
Did I mention my parents kinda forgot about me, while at a party?
So not only did I work eight hours, I waited another hour for them to...