Sunday, December 25, 2011
12 days of xmas
On the 12th day of Christmas my fetlife gave to me: 12 dudes I'm blocking, 11 friends just watching, 10 horny topics, 9 hot n populars, 8 groups posting, 7 stalkers stalking, 6 event invites, fiiiivvvveeee DRAMA Queeeennnss; 4 friend requests, 3 photo loves, 2 friends a pervin' and a creep who wont stop inboxing meee!!!!! Pahahahahahaha!!!!!!
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Parting Ways
I take a step back and let you go, I told you I can't take it now you know. I do miss your smile; but I miss mine more....
Friday, October 28, 2011
Have you ever caught yourself being jealous of your Ex?
Never get jealous when you see your ex with someone else, because our parents taught us to give our used toys to the less fortunate
I miss you
when you miss someone it means that you enjoy their company, that you feel better about yourself when you are with them and that they are important to you. So when i say i miss you, that's what i mean. And i really do miss you, and i can't wait to see you again.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
What is a real friend?
A real friend loves you through the good and the bad. When your at your highest they are their to soar with you. When you are at your lowest they are there to hold you while you cry and pick you back up. They never trivialize your pain by calling you dramatic and they never find reasons not to talk to you because your depressing. If they have to they dive down into depression with you to save you from yourself. They don't call you an idiot for for doing something that might be bad for you because they empathize with the emotions churning inside of you. No matter what, they have your back. When you need them most they put you above nearly everything. Some of you are this kind of friend and alot of you are not. I'd dedicate a song to the ones that aren't but your nowhere to be found. So fuck you
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
I want to sleep with you
And I don't mean have sex.
I mean sleep. Together.
Under my blankets. In my bed.
With my hand on your chest
and your arm around me. With
the window cracked so it's chilly
and we have to cuddle closer.
No talking, just blissfully,
happy, silence.
I mean sleep. Together.
Under my blankets. In my bed.
With my hand on your chest
and your arm around me. With
the window cracked so it's chilly
and we have to cuddle closer.
No talking, just blissfully,
happy, silence.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Toothpaste... the mystery substance
Why the f*ck does toothpaste fall so easily off your tooth-brush, but the second it hits the sink it turns into some apoxy resin type bullsh!t and you can't wash it down the drain to save your life?!
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