May 2012
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Going to throw up everywhere. Partly because the Jack Daniels, partly because I hate my life.
sophioo:
since i’m getting a new phone tomorrow, here are the texts i have saved.
“BREAD AND BUTTER PICKLES ON ICARLY” -lucy alverson
“This OBESE girl just wiped the fuck out. And then complained of a nonexistent step. I am laughing so hard.” -allyson dunkerly
“Lots of roadblocks this weekend so don’t drink and drive ;)” -my gramma
“I love when you poop on my chest” -lucy alverson
“Everyone...
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I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.” What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION. “I fancy you” is like, you’re so shiny and glittery and I just want to put you on a shelf and look at you for a while ‘cause you’re fancy.
It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up...
– Madeleine L’Engle (via setbabiesonfire)