December 2010
67 posts
Wish my brother’s girlfriend wasn’t such a whiny bitch…
You are nothing but three holes to fuck...
johndurso:
DEGRADATION, OF A WHORE.
only three?
go to vittoria's house,
hang out with vittoria’s parents.
heroes are being made everyday,
uncle steve: “you’re going to hell, you should help laurie become a born again christian!”
my mother: “i don’t even go to church anymore, i don’t even like god!”
nas and damian marley
Vittoria fucking Maul,
Is the best person I have ever met. I only wish I could be as cool as her. I wish I could pay Joel back…. alas… I don’t have the money. I suck.
EDIT: hmm, can’t argue with this.
Characteristics of a serial killer.
vittoriamaul:
Daydreaming
Compulsive Masturbation
Chronic Lying
Rebelliousness
Nightmares
Obsessed with Fire
Poor Body Image
Sleep Problems
Accident Prone
Bad Temper
7/10 Decipher this how you will.
this list just made me masturbat—
…oh, dear lord.
to help my beautiful friend,vittoria maul, out,
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL ANYWAY, BUT YOUR HAIR WOULD BE TOTALLY SEXY/SWEET IN BLUE. AWESOME.
DO IT.
with so many scientists telling us how to avoid danger, how do we evolve?
no love will ever match my love for snoop dogg.
you know you need a shower when,
you can form the hair in the back of your head into what actually feels like a rat’s tail.
one day,
ima move somewhere in america where no one knows me.
and use a british accent.
bitches love british accents.
leaf house.
animal collective.
It seems odd, but all I can draw is roots.
Seems like the only liberty I have now.
“I like him better this way”
“I am sad now”
“Eh, it’s fine”
- fururama
ready, able
Truth of the Day:
vittoriamaul:
When we don’t know who to hate, we hate ourselves.
good thing i always have someone to hate.
comos…
just when your tongue moves,
the room is empty.
not in the best state, so i'll speak in all my...
“Oh God I’d like to find that happiness in your eyes within the shine that lights their color. To see the fragile flight taken in the earliest sunrise formed from the shining life that splits through the seams in your skin. Your silent beauty restores hope in the broken body, and with it I could slip into oblivion without word. I could cherish your soul through falter and triumph and...
I can't locate Lies for the Liars.
youdontknowathingaboutmysins:
What is this fuckery?
haha fuckery. i’m gonna use that now.