so anyway, i want bogey music to be injected into my veins. thx
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so anyway, i want bogey music to be injected into my veins. thx
at the risk of sounding bitter, i still cannot Believe that wh**ton got rid of the c-store to Make Way for a ~study area~ w pretty chairs and tables and whatever.......they got rid of a lil convenience store selling things like cough medicine and eggs and hygiene supplies and cereal and airborne and ramen and oatmeal and bandaids etc and a place where work study students could work and that was open from afternoon til midnight........so that there could be a Another pretty~ place to sit...........and ngl I am So Bitter about it
Title: Fear Who: Claudia Daviau, Rory Daviau, Mentions of Thomas Donovan Rating: PG 13 (I guess) For: no one. i just was doing one-shots for a site i’m on. Notes: mental illness, mentions of someone’s murder, angst, violence, stalking. i keep wanting to write angst lmfao. idek if this makes any sense because i didn’t proof read, but whatever bay-bee
Claudia was scared of very few things. She was fearful of abandonment, the unknown, and failure. But other than that she didn’t think she had a fearful bone in her body. When she was younger, she assumed that made her a freak. That that made her different. But as an adult, she knew that that just made her brave. Being fearless meant that she could take chances without hesitation. It meant that she could make choices without having a nagging voice in her head telling her that to choose different ideas instead of the one that would make the most difference. It also meant that she was capable of sacrificing herself for others when she needed. Something she had usually done in the past, but was now something her ex husband had done for her and her child.
whenthedayis-done replied to your post: Trying to listen to Apocalyptica interviews...
Any time my father sees i´m watching Eicca, he says, “oh look there´s Erica”……..no coments.
*Snickers to self* That’s not funny... :| ...............................*Snort*
*Decides to skip school*
“…. You have school today, Son. Matou’s girl has already packed you a lunch; you wouldn’t want to leave her gratitude on the countertop.”
"man im so irritated that my rat is sick and possibly dying and the pharmicist is being an absolute bitch about this and really unorganized and making life difficult for me"
"well at least you're not living in a cardboard box I MEAN IM JUST OFFERING SOME PERSPECTIVE"
thanks mom wow ur so good at this no wonder i
never talk to you about anything ever.
whoa, this afternoon idk how I didn't explode from crying and because all the sad I had in me, now I feel empty/slightly happy
also goodnight C:
[ so i caved and made a christmas icon
i'm not proud of myself ]