seyless: A dramatic reading of some girl on...
"i wish i had something to say": oh fuck it, i'm... →
alltheseghosts: right, what goes through yr head to make you think that you have the fucking right to post songs on the internet that other people paid for? do you think that you’re some kind of messiah to the non-subscriber masses? that they’ll shower you with internet love and affection like the obviously… ok calm down, sonic youth
the only thing keeping me from considering my life a lump of shit is the fact that mike yerxa is following me on tumblr but then again i don’t use tumblr that often why is my life so mean to me
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thanks id like to kiss u now
twinkie should block me on tumblr so i know it’s real
modern-day-flower-child asked: If you could travel to any fictional land (Neveland, Panem, Terabithia, etc.) Where would you travel to and why? Also, what would you during your visit?!
does my tumblr exist i’m the opposite of anything remotely interesting wow
I don’t wanna be like Cinderella, sitting in a dark, cold, dusty cellar, waiting for somebody to come and set me free
parcelmistress asked: LMAO youre supposed to ask, not submit. Or fanmails easier. YAY YOURE USING TUMBLR (◕‿◕✿)
my tumblr is so boring.
“ERGH I’M CHOKIN’ ON KETCHUPPPPP!” - Erika. We fail at Lab reports.
I got really high today and it was weird! It was fun, too.
I want to...
Get super drunk tonight. Yep.
There’s someone on Facebook who thinks it’s okay to capitalize the first letter of all the words he fucking types. I wish things like this didn’t bother me. He should get slapped. Not too hard, though.
How the hell do you make friends or “followers” on here?
Boop boop boop.
The Urban Outfitters customer service people are so pleasant. I ordered a really fancy outfit for Friday night, because it was my bff’s birthday party. Of course, UPS sucks and I didn’t receive the outfit until yesterday. So now I’m just gonna exchange the outfit for things I can wear everyday. Like an open shawl cardigan and a lovely graphic tee. I’m so tempted to get the...
Today was a pretty good day.
I didn’t miss the bus! In fact, the damn thing came about ten minutes late, forcing me to wait in the cold. It was pretty lame… Then while I was waiting for the band room to open, “Ed Hardy Narco”(this super Mexican guy who seems to have no friends, looks like a derp, and dresses all in Ed Hardy) started singing and reciting poetry. And it was just Ralphie, Kevin, and me....
Such a sad thing,
when Frank the security guard’s daughter gets murdered by her husband… I cannot believe it. And it was in my neighborhood… Pretty scary. :/ I was totally oblivious. I hope her soul rests in peace and that her family copes well.
I hate when most of my day is:
Taken up by practice. Or by facebook. It’s either one or both. And it sucks. I need to be way more productive with my life. °A°
Oh my gosh, I can't even.
Cleaning puts me in the worst mood. Plans for today: finish cleaning[x] eat[ ] do my homework[ ] watch Skins[ ] go to winter percussion practice[ ] die[ ]
Staying up late to watch Skins.
Not a good idea. I should have done this earlier. If I miss the bus again tomorrow, I’m gonna slap myself.
Designing flyers isn't as easy as it looks.
I wish people would offer to pay me when they asked for flyers. It takes a lot of work, but I can’t bring myself to ask for a payment. Damn you, inner self.
HTML will be the death of me.
I managed to insert a bunch of useless “<centers>” into my raw html file for the theme I’m using, but I finally managed to get all my pictures centered. Haha, oh, dear.