December 2009
Hypothetical question time
hazelweatherfield:
You are going to die tomorrow from natural causes. You had no idea that this would happen up until right now. You have 24 hours left to live.
Do you tell tumblr that you’re going to die?
no.
I don’t think I’d tell anyone, I’d just want to pass away. Quietly.
Why is everyone so excited for 2010? The new year...
caffeinenicotine:
(via make-art-notwar)
Oh my God, this. You have to make your life better, don’t rely on a fucking calendar.
The New Year gives people hope, they see it as a chance to start over, new, afresh, to make better their lives. People are excited because 2010 could finally be the year that they achieve everything they’ve every wanted.
Personally I think New Years is a...
“Love is not a feeling, it’s an ability.”
– Dan in Real Life (via apeapeape)
Sometimes I wish movie characters were real...
(via loveisrealislove)
yes please.
I have this box
and it’s filled with mail of the people that used to live here.
I can’t bear to throw it away, so I put them in this box and stash it in my closet somewhere.
I am so weird.
Why the fuck do I do that.
brain-food:
I claim to be pretty well balanced mentally and emotionally, I believe it most of the time as well. But one thing I never understood was calling him the next day apologizing for something he should be apologizing for. This is how the scenario goes:
He fucks up, bullshits around the subject, get’s caught, gives half ass apology, then proceeds to get mad because i’m mad.
I tell him...
:/
oh lord, my old school shirts. I still have these, really?
I have too many clothes
Mostly because I like to keep things I don’t even wear any more, or things that are too small for me because they have ‘sentimental’ value.
Also I have small boxes of cereal stashed in my drawers.
Just in case you know?
“I want a trip inside your head, spend the day there, hear the things you haven’t...”
– (via brandydarling) (via ghostgrl)
Today, I was talking to my grandmother about love....
(via shlovedontfight)
:)
I get dressed to Bic Runga’s Sway. I don’t know why, but it’s always this song. I don’t know if anyone else does that, gets dressed to music. But it always cheers me up.
breakfast
there’s nothing to eat in the fridge, so naturally I am having an ice block (or multiple ice blocks) for breakfast.
I should do my hair, I haven’t in days, if I do my hair I’ll be happy.
but then I’ll need to do it again tonight for the party.
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written by me, sorry for the bad english and stuff
skiesfilledwithfire:
I gazed securely upon him, afraid that he would notice. As my fingertips softly ran over his skin, he moved slowly, but he did not open his eyes; he was too tired. Shivers were send down my spine by just looking at him; he did some things to me that just weren’t healthy anymore. When I was with him, I changed into a completely different person; I canged into him. I could see...
