The end.
...i promised to my wife annnnd children....
I'm stressing
...I'd never touch another drink as long as i liiiived...
YOU ARE THE REASON
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The end.
...i promised to my wife annnnd children....
I'm stressing
...I'd never touch another drink as long as i liiiived...
I don't know what else.
there are so many things that I have missed. That I have used to be.
I looked at old pictures from high school. I used to be so pretty. I used to create.
That's not me. Anymore.
I don't even write. These sentences are nothing. Just shitty shit.
I'll see. And again. See. That. Th
rough.
Life is good after a Laker win.
Do it.
Sanctuary of Athena Pronaia, Delphi, Greece (by pjink11).
Mocha
I want one.
Aw, this reminds me of Jordan. I miss threatening to throw him into the pool.
Monday
Today is Monday.
The day after Sunday.
My headache is gone. It started to subside as I told myself, "This is what I like."
I like getting packages (:
If nothing else.
You can shout, if nothing else. Forgo the music, neglect the song.
You can wiggle; jump.
Take a stab.
For
nobody
really notices,
nor do they remember,
the times when you didn't do so.
Yup.
I don't really know how to use this piece of technology. I understand the basics, but I'm sure there're some ethics that I just violated by "re-blogging" some things.
Oh well.
If I did it wrong, let me know.
And If you know what kind of conditional that was, also let me know.
awesome.
Must've been the fourth quarter.
[E]ach ‘egg person’ and each ‘sperm person’ should be deemed equal in the eyes of the government and be subject to the same laws and regulations as any other dependent minor and be protected against abuse, neglect or abandonment by the parent or guardian.
A Wilmington City Council resolution calling for state and federal laws that would forbid men from destroying their semen. The tongue-in-cheek resolution passed 8-4.
Yup.
Another Saturday Morning.
It's early March, that means it's early Madness. The country will pretend to be basketball fans for a bit. We will pretend that it matters. We will feel excitement, disappointment, elation, anger, etc.
It matters so much because of the simple fact that it doesn't really matter.
Methinks.
because the day-um-ed alcohol.
because whatever at all.
It's good to see you.
That's a good song. It's actually a lyric. From a show. That played a song.
I don't remember the band that played the song. I do remember the show that it was on. That show was How I Met Your Mother.
It's one of those shows that I'm not entirely proud of watching. I'm glad that a few of my friends like it. That makes me feel like I'm on less of an island. I shouldn't take advice from this show. It's not real.
Real.
Real.
REal.
REAl.
REAL.