March 2012
2 posts
cunt-ofthecentury asked: Dylan, you're looking jacked as fuuuuu! Congrats!
February 2012
44 posts
ready for a rant on a bunch of random shit?
too bad, cause i did what i always do and typed a bunch of shit and erased it, but typed this cause i didn’t feel like dealing with the “you have one un-saved post” notification.
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ready? story of my life in 4 points:
Part-time Jason’s Deli bitch
Part-time GNC associate
Full-time student
Full-time house nigger.
everybody’s doing fine. yeah, we can stay happy as long as there’s...
– Daphne Loves Derby
it’s so easy to get lost in constantly having to present whatever face you...
– Chiodos
Anonymous asked: Why no valentine?
Anonymous asked: Are you single today?
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Happy National Single-People Awareness Day!
i would do sick, nasty things
for a D-3 digivice.
just saying.
9 tags
i can already tell
Today is going to be a fucking shit-show.
sometimes it baffles me how STUPID i can be.
i just had an orgasm in my mouth...
grilled chicken breast and bacon on toasted wheat bread with swiss cheese, cheddar cheese, lettuce, tomato, guacamole, pico de gallo, jalapeños, and sweet creamy mayonnaise.
when i opened up the sandwich, it was like i was gazing into the portal to Narnia. they shouldn’t even call it a sandwich, there should be a better name for that. in fact, it’s almost insulting to belittle the...
so i had to write a villanelle for class, and this...
If one should want a person to be dead,
You only need to have that someone write
A villanelle, destroyer of my head,
From pondering creative thoughts to spread.
My reader must become a bit contrite
That one should want a person to be dead,
But worry not; the reader keeps a shred,
Of sanity, for I am crazed tonight
By villanelles, destroyers of my head.
If by some stroke of chance this poem’s...
The less you reveal, the more people can wonder.
– -Emma Watson
Anonymous asked: What best friend are you missing?
Anonymous asked: your low self-esteem is unbecoming and I don't know why you complain about being alone when you could fix it
mein kampf
-by charles heales.
i miss
having someone i could tell anything and everything to.
when not a part of my heart or mind were restricted, filtered by a single social convention.
when everything wasn’t so complicated all the time.
when i had a minute to just sit and do nothing but think.
i miss lots of things, i could go on and on,
but most of all i miss my best friend.
forever inadequate.
remember that time i had a life?
yeah, me either.
January 2012
34 posts
Anonymous asked: you gay bro?
Anonymous asked: I think you're wonderful<3
hey,
shut the fuck up.