i write stories in my head... heres a snippet of one
I felt pain unlike any I have ever felt before. I look down to find my shirt stained crimson with blood. The bullet has pushed deep into my chest. As the life drains from me i find my mind concentrated on one thought, her.
ah thank you I'm glad you agree
I have a few friends who think it's gonna make them seem hot and cool to give a guy head the first time they hook up with them..
I don't know, it kind of disgusts me and makes me question their self esteems, you know?
yes i do. its a problem that is plaguing America, girls with low self esteem going out and blowing the first guy they can just to gain some sort of stature. poor girls
went well. forgot some lines and improvised which got laughs, ripped my shirt which got laughs even more. then dineonturtlesoup improvised and called me a rooten tooten cowboy. ahh the wonders of “Almost the Bride of Dracula”
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap. When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice. When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back. When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row. When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house. When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste. When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter. When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked. When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could. When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night. When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn. When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends. When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deep he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country. When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children. And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART. If you love your dad, reblog.
1.You can't even spell his name right.
2.Get a life? Whens the last time you had a friend over to your house?
3.Stop thinking you're some fucking underground fucking messiah.You're fuckin
5.SHE'S WITH KEITH.
7.Don't pretend like you are over her.
your a fuckin retard. first of all i had a friend at my house last weekend. second were did i make myself out to be some underground messiah. thirdly were did i say anything about her! and lastly you twat i am over her but i’m not sure you are because you keep bringing her up. you need help
So...your Tumblr disgusts me. It is the most loathsome piece of trash I ever ever had to lay eyes on. Half of the stuff on here is just fucking stupid. Do you respect women at all? Because from the looks of it you don't. Every other post having some form of I LOVE BOOBZ, or some random girls dancing in their underwear. Why the fuck would you EVER post something from "fuckyeahornygifs"? Thats like the epitome of asshatery. You seem to be proud of being a virgin, but then you post all these I love lady parts things. Thats a huuuuge inconsistency in your personality. Which I assume you try to put at least a little bit of yourself in your Tumblr. But it also seems like you try and put whatever happens to be in at the time. Like the fucking no-face on a bike thing. Do you even know where No-face is from? Do you even understand how that picture mocks the masterpiece that is Spirited Away? In closing statements. Your tumblr is an inconsistant piece of shit, and you should probably consider deleting it. Its not smart to say "Ohh I can't express my feelings about so and so" on a fucking blog site. But I guess its not to dangerous in your case since you have like 7.5 followers. Jokers a faggot, and your profile Tumblr pic thing makes you look stupid as fuck. K thanks for ruining Tumblr for me, bye.
listen stephen. get a fuckin life if you had a life of your own you wouldn’t spend so much time worrying about mine. and i am not proud of being a virgin but it doesn’t bother me. as for No-Face, I own the fuckin movie you cunt. and i can say whatever i want on my blog and it may not make since because most of my thoughts don’t make since. and as for my profile pic, suck it i can express myself however i please. in closing statements get yourself a fuckin life you pussy bitch and next time you have shit to say at least have the balls to say it to my face or to not say it anonymously.